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08-11-2007, 02:21 PM
"First, ride down the main stairs of your school on a skateboard. Wear a paper bag on your head that says "I'm loco for cocoa!" (Make sure she's at the front of the stairs). Let out a Xena battle cry, "AyeAyeAye AyeAye!" She HAS to SCREAM!!! If not, CRY LOUDER!!! Why? Because it's fun! Now ride past her and push her to the ground hard! And belly flop her! Then yell "You are a slu.tty, slu.tty WH.ORE! Everybody talks about you! Go bother them, not us! (Don't disclose your true identity though). But in reality don't talk about how slu.tty she is. Don't talk about her choice of fashion and I'm sure she'll leave you alone (if she doesn't SHE'S paranoid). Hope I helped." *huge smile like
 *This was a joke from one of my crazier relatives. We had an issue with a girl from school who followed us around and accused us of talking nasty about her (I don't even know her name, and I still have no clue who she is. O_o). This was his response. I KNOW THE PIECES FIT, CAUSE I WATCHED THEM FALL AWAY, MILDEWED AND SMOLDERING.
FUNDAMENTAL DIFFERING, PURE INTENTION JUXTAPOSED WILL SET TWO LOVERS' SOULS IN MOTION. DISINTEGRATING AS IT GOES, TESTING OUR COMMNICATION. THE LIGHT THAT FUELED OUR FIRE THEN HAS BURNED A HOLE BETWEEN US SO WE CANNOT SEE TO REACH AN END... Tool
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08-18-2007, 06:43 PM
"Dear Die-ary,
I stared, motionless, before the mirror. As always, I stayed until I'm convinced that there is no glass, nothing, separating me from the room I see on the other side. I imagine that everything is different. Over there. Better. There are people, in that world, who I would like. But, like always, my hand hits the glass. I know that if I'd only waited one more second... Sh*t. I'm gonna go kill a party clown."- Johnny the Homicidal Maniac, created by Jhonen Vasquez. I KNOW THE PIECES FIT, CAUSE I WATCHED THEM FALL AWAY, MILDEWED AND SMOLDERING.
FUNDAMENTAL DIFFERING, PURE INTENTION JUXTAPOSED WILL SET TWO LOVERS' SOULS IN MOTION. DISINTEGRATING AS IT GOES, TESTING OUR COMMNICATION. THE LIGHT THAT FUELED OUR FIRE THEN HAS BURNED A HOLE BETWEEN US SO WE CANNOT SEE TO REACH AN END... Tool
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10-13-2007, 08:23 AM
Sorry if this is gravedigging, but this topic died and it needs to come back!
"What the HELLO KITTY!!!" -My brother after dying three times on Halo3. "SWEET ROXANNE ON A HOT TOMATO!" - A friend of mine after he cracked his head on the tree in the lunch area. I KNOW THE PIECES FIT, CAUSE I WATCHED THEM FALL AWAY, MILDEWED AND SMOLDERING.
FUNDAMENTAL DIFFERING, PURE INTENTION JUXTAPOSED WILL SET TWO LOVERS' SOULS IN MOTION. DISINTEGRATING AS IT GOES, TESTING OUR COMMNICATION. THE LIGHT THAT FUELED OUR FIRE THEN HAS BURNED A HOLE BETWEEN US SO WE CANNOT SEE TO REACH AN END... Tool
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