asldfkjasdtrkuweialm we4kijo......... Z remember the moment when the chocolate milk balloon burst......you did not think it wuz funny and now you think that it is amazingly hilarious......u just wait.....It will be funny. Any way Im still recovering from Kysas party.....which was reallly fun. JIGGLY BUTTTTTSSSSS!!!!!!! You must obey the FOAMY!!! *twitch*.......I will right more on the topic wen Z isnt watching everthing that I type......
Z. SCREW YOU!!!!!!
Sunday, June 8, 2008
Z is angry
screw the people at kysas party!!!!!!!! trying to get me to pee my pants wen my head was hurting oh so very bad!!!!!!!!!mostly r though cuz she still is laughing its not funny wen u dont feel good and u cant go home and ur evil poop heads u call ''friends'' try to get u to wet urself!!!!!!!!!its just not funny!!!!!!!! ugh its not nice wut so ever!!!!!!!!!! just wait till our next sleep over r cuz i no ur reading this cuz ur standing over my shoulder laughing at everything i type!!!!!!!!!!!!! sorry this is a very mean paragraph thing. NORF love the norf beleive in the norf _swa f.
Saturday, June 7, 2008
OMG 'TIS ANNIKA
Annika: Y'know how in our first post we said that R would probably log on the most?
...Yeah well, we lied. I probably will, seeing as I have no life.
Wow, this is fairly boring. My horrible father just yanked me from the wonderful confines of Kysa's house, so now I'm just blogging out of pure boredom...
RANT INITIATED.
RANT TOPIC: lack of sleep.
I hereby declare, that Z, sucks. Well, so does R. We were having issues with sleeping arrangements since it was your average psycho sleepover between all of us folks, but eventually Kysa, Y, and Z all shared a room while R and I used the guest room... of sorts. It's actually Kysa's uncle's room, but he never uses it.
So, here's a thing you need to know about R. She is the most bipolar-sleep-person on the face of the planet. Sometimes she'll snap at you because you need to shut up so she can sleep, other times she's the most sleep-defiant person on the face of the planet.
Due to this, I didn't get to sleep till about 3 AM. Which since I'm pwnsome and all, is usually fine. While we stayed up we played Go Fish (we found a deck of cards while... scavenging.) we ate ice cream, we laughed, we gigglesnorted, we even spoke about or favorite and least favorite parts of the body.
My favorite: The eyes. They're just so cool. I'll walk up to a random person and say "Hi I'm Anniks, what color are your eyes?" and then stare into their eyes all creepy-like.
My least-favorite: Feet. They're just ugly, okay?
Well due to eating ice cream before bed, I had a weird dream. So I was going to this one college-like place (I blame Sims 2:University. -twitch-) and there was this one guy and we were all hangin' out and then my grandma came and hit him on the head with an umbrella so then we were invited to join this cult of Greek/Roman Gods. It took place in a bar-like lounge and Zeuss was flinging lightning bolts around, trying to have them eventually bounce onto his target: a beer can, and Venus was falling over the dude I hung out with. Eventually we all got along and ate cake. Amazing dream, I know.
Anyway, so we went to bed around 3 AM and that's usually fine... when Z doesn't wake me up at 7 frikkin 30. DX
After we all woke up, we decided to go mess around with the skateboard Kysa got for her birthday. 8D Wow that was crazy.
We went on the blacktop over at a nearby elementary school and it was slightly downhill, so Z had the brilliant idea to ride down on your butt. After everyone did that (except Y, she didn't join in much till later) we proceeded to swerve, use two people, go backwards, go backwards on your belly, and probably more things I can't currently think of.
So here I am, at my house, telling you several boring things without anyone's permission. ^^
...Yeah well, we lied. I probably will, seeing as I have no life.
Wow, this is fairly boring. My horrible father just yanked me from the wonderful confines of Kysa's house, so now I'm just blogging out of pure boredom...
RANT INITIATED.
RANT TOPIC: lack of sleep.
I hereby declare, that Z, sucks. Well, so does R. We were having issues with sleeping arrangements since it was your average psycho sleepover between all of us folks, but eventually Kysa, Y, and Z all shared a room while R and I used the guest room... of sorts. It's actually Kysa's uncle's room, but he never uses it.
So, here's a thing you need to know about R. She is the most bipolar-sleep-person on the face of the planet. Sometimes she'll snap at you because you need to shut up so she can sleep, other times she's the most sleep-defiant person on the face of the planet.
Due to this, I didn't get to sleep till about 3 AM. Which since I'm pwnsome and all, is usually fine. While we stayed up we played Go Fish (we found a deck of cards while... scavenging.) we ate ice cream, we laughed, we gigglesnorted, we even spoke about or favorite and least favorite parts of the body.
My favorite: The eyes. They're just so cool. I'll walk up to a random person and say "Hi I'm Anniks, what color are your eyes?" and then stare into their eyes all creepy-like.
My least-favorite: Feet. They're just ugly, okay?
Well due to eating ice cream before bed, I had a weird dream. So I was going to this one college-like place (I blame Sims 2:University. -twitch-) and there was this one guy and we were all hangin' out and then my grandma came and hit him on the head with an umbrella so then we were invited to join this cult of Greek/Roman Gods. It took place in a bar-like lounge and Zeuss was flinging lightning bolts around, trying to have them eventually bounce onto his target: a beer can, and Venus was falling over the dude I hung out with. Eventually we all got along and ate cake. Amazing dream, I know.
Anyway, so we went to bed around 3 AM and that's usually fine... when Z doesn't wake me up at 7 frikkin 30. DX
After we all woke up, we decided to go mess around with the skateboard Kysa got for her birthday. 8D Wow that was crazy.
We went on the blacktop over at a nearby elementary school and it was slightly downhill, so Z had the brilliant idea to ride down on your butt. After everyone did that (except Y, she didn't join in much till later) we proceeded to swerve, use two people, go backwards, go backwards on your belly, and probably more things I can't currently think of.
So here I am, at my house, telling you several boring things without anyone's permission. ^^
Friday, June 6, 2008
WE'RE BACK, BABY
Annika: Wow, we're really bored. XP
Y:Yeah, and come to think of it, R isn't here to share this moment.
Annika: Well, she's here, except not. We're trying an experiment in which we find out if the hand in warm water while sleeping actually works, and she's our test subject so therefore she's trying to sleep.
Y: You can tell that we really wanted to figure out if it works and that I'm an egotistical jerk because I'm the one who came up with the the idea.And now the BITCH, stopped us from doing it.
Annika: The BITCH being our friend Kysa, who happens to be the birthday girl and owns the house we are at. She didn't want R's pee on the carpet... Yes she was on the floor. OOH. Kysa wants to participate.
Kysa: You BASTARDS. Ofcourse I wouldn't want shit on my carpets, piss included. If you want to go outside and pee there, despite the fact that I have a perfectly usable bathroom, feel free to do so. So no pee pee on carpet. -.-'
R: *YAWNNNNNNN* Well we tried it on Z...who is already sleeping, but she is reluctant.....
Z: *twitches and mutters something incoherently about pee*
R: I hate you with the passion of thousands of burning suns....
Annika: Why is this? Enlighten me oh Guru of Lampy wisdom.
R:*points at ice cream sandwich*
Annika: It's not my fault that I'm the brilliant person who thought of ice cream while Y and Kysa went to get caviar.
R leaves to eat bread
Annika: Fine, I'll rant then.
Rant topic?: Snakes on a plane. This movie came out a year or so ago, right? I've heard about several rants where people bash this movie, so I need my own.
Personally, I've never seen it, and I don't intend to. FRIKKIN' SNAKES ON A FRIKKIN' PLANE?! What moronic bastard came up with that frikkin' idea, anyway? I mean, were a couple of guys just sitting around one day, they got drunk or high or sugar-high or even just had personalities where they always seemed intoxicated, and Idiot #1 said: "Dudes, fer meh job I like, need to think of a movie. Lawl."
Idiot #2: "Well, I went on a plane for a business trip -hic- the other day, so it cud be on a plane."
Idiot #3: "But it HAS to be a horror movie. What scares ya teh most?"
Idiot #1: "Uh, snakes scare the livin' shit outta me."
Idiot #3: "OHMEHGAWD, SNAKES ON A PLANE. LAWL."
And then Idiot #4, some big tough business guy figured out how to produce it and whoo, we have a stupid 'horror of sorts' movie.
Another thing. The title. Aren't titles supposed to draw you in, and make you wonder? Snakes on a plane, hmm I wonder what that's about. Maybe some monkeys in a soap opera scenery?
R: Well as fascinating as your rant is, it's time for me to talk.
Annika: >.> Uh-huh.
R: So-
Kysa: MY RANT TURN.
R: But-
Kysa: -copied from webpage of sorts- I have made this page out of pure boredom and the fact that it has come to my attention that whiny emo kids have been littering the internet, aswell as the world, and I finally decided that I will post on it. Whether you agree with my opinion or not, I could care less. It's my opinion, not a fact. And please excuse any possible spelling errors and typos you might find. Now onto my rant.I have seen people who call themselves emo all over the internet, not just neopets. It really bothers me to see posers because people who call /themselves/ emo usually aren't. Emo people would not go prancing all over the internet labeling themselves. If anything, they would deny being emo. It saddens me even more to see that those people who call themselves emo try to prove they're emo by telling the world how poor and sad they are and how bad their life is. I am completely sure that the starving people in Africa would definately not want to be you. I hope you caught my sarcasm. You stupid whiny emo posers need to realize that your life /might/ svck because you get bad grades in school and your bf/gf has dumped you. No wonder. Who would want a whiner as a spouse. But you have not taken into consideration that there are people out there with real problems, not make belief. Although I myself have not lived for too long, being born only 13 years ago, in that short span of time I have learned to cherish my life and make the best of what I have through certain experiences. If I had been like any of you emo kids, I might have given up on life and not tried at all. But because I try, I am a much happier person. I must also say that pretending to act emo to the point where it's stupid and fun(in a good way) is entertaining, but trying to convince people that you have a crappy life by lieing is pathetic. So my advice to emo kids: your own denial is not going to help you get through your already make belief problems, so go out side, get some fresh air, and a life. This anounces the conclusion of my rant on emo posers. If you have any questions, you may mail me, and please no hate mail. If you send me hatemail, you obviously have not read sentence 3.
R & Annika: -applauds-
R: NOW. As I was saying, -shoves Kysa out of way-
MY RANT SHALL BE ABOUT INSANE ANIME HAIR( AND ALL IN CAPS)
Kysa: You abuse the caps lock. -pets caps- -glares at R-
R: I SHALL ABUSE THE CAPS AS MUCH AS I FRICKIN WANT MWAHAHAHAHA
Kysa: Caps Abuser!!!!!!111!!!one!!!1!!!
R: ON TO THE RANT...... WHAT IS UP WITH THE POOFY ANTI-GRAVITY HAIR OF THE ANIME.....HAVE YOU EVER SEEN SEPHIROTH???? SERIOUSLY......ARE YOU FLIPPING KIDDING ME!!!
I don't know what else to say.
Annika: -_-; That was pathetic. AND NO Y YOU CAN'T CHANGE MY SWEATDROP.
Y: Huh?
Annika: Nothing. O.O
R: Uh-huh. ok, ready......ATTACK OF THE RANDOM.........LingLing Quack I dont have to piss and Im HIV positive.
Annika: My god R, don't scare the readers... Supposing we have any of course. On the topic of readers, if you read then COMMENT.
R: Can I continue?
Annika: Fine. D;
R: Ling Ling Quack I dont have to piss and Im HIV positive. My father has nose boooogers and I sleep with a different women every nite! Oranges can be fried only-
Kysa: STFU! I didn't know that you were a lezbo! And since you said that, I don't want to touch you anymore because you have smex germs!
R: DUDE... I wasnt being serious..... I dont have HIV and Im a virgin!!!! You guys on the other hand all probably have HIV, Cancer, AIDS, and Herpes.
Annika: Ok, as for the STDs, just because we're farther along on the development track DOESN'T mean we sleep around. >.> As for cancer, I might, my grandpa did so it could be some crazy hereditary thing.
Kysa: Yeah, and dude, I'm virgin. -.-; As for cancer, you know I can't HANDLE anymore health problems. >.<
R: You do relize that neither of you said anything about AIDS.......... you dirty CRACKHEADS!!!!!!
Annika: I hereby declare that AIDS is ONLY an STD.
R: You can't just decide that-
Kysa: It's our blog-
R: Woah, when did you join Rath? You're just a guest.
Kysa: I did because I can. Anyway, it's our blog and currently I'm with Annika so now AIDS is only an STD.
R: *grumbles and glares* You relize that Y has appeared like once in this entire......thingy
Y: I officially declare this over.
Oh, and you're all fucktards.
Annika. Kysa & R: ...we love you too.
Y:Yeah, and come to think of it, R isn't here to share this moment.
Annika: Well, she's here, except not. We're trying an experiment in which we find out if the hand in warm water while sleeping actually works, and she's our test subject so therefore she's trying to sleep.
Y: You can tell that we really wanted to figure out if it works and that I'm an egotistical jerk because I'm the one who came up with the the idea.And now the BITCH, stopped us from doing it.
Annika: The BITCH being our friend Kysa, who happens to be the birthday girl and owns the house we are at. She didn't want R's pee on the carpet... Yes she was on the floor. OOH. Kysa wants to participate.
Kysa: You BASTARDS. Ofcourse I wouldn't want shit on my carpets, piss included. If you want to go outside and pee there, despite the fact that I have a perfectly usable bathroom, feel free to do so. So no pee pee on carpet. -.-'
R: *YAWNNNNNNN* Well we tried it on Z...who is already sleeping, but she is reluctant.....
Z: *twitches and mutters something incoherently about pee*
R: I hate you with the passion of thousands of burning suns....
Annika: Why is this? Enlighten me oh Guru of Lampy wisdom.
R:*points at ice cream sandwich*
Annika: It's not my fault that I'm the brilliant person who thought of ice cream while Y and Kysa went to get caviar.
R leaves to eat bread
Annika: Fine, I'll rant then.
Rant topic?: Snakes on a plane. This movie came out a year or so ago, right? I've heard about several rants where people bash this movie, so I need my own.
Personally, I've never seen it, and I don't intend to. FRIKKIN' SNAKES ON A FRIKKIN' PLANE?! What moronic bastard came up with that frikkin' idea, anyway? I mean, were a couple of guys just sitting around one day, they got drunk or high or sugar-high or even just had personalities where they always seemed intoxicated, and Idiot #1 said: "Dudes, fer meh job I like, need to think of a movie. Lawl."
Idiot #2: "Well, I went on a plane for a business trip -hic- the other day, so it cud be on a plane."
Idiot #3: "But it HAS to be a horror movie. What scares ya teh most?"
Idiot #1: "Uh, snakes scare the livin' shit outta me."
Idiot #3: "OHMEHGAWD, SNAKES ON A PLANE. LAWL."
And then Idiot #4, some big tough business guy figured out how to produce it and whoo, we have a stupid 'horror of sorts' movie.
Another thing. The title. Aren't titles supposed to draw you in, and make you wonder? Snakes on a plane, hmm I wonder what that's about. Maybe some monkeys in a soap opera scenery?
R: Well as fascinating as your rant is, it's time for me to talk.
Annika: >.> Uh-huh.
R: So-
Kysa: MY RANT TURN.
R: But-
Kysa: -copied from webpage of sorts- I have made this page out of pure boredom and the fact that it has come to my attention that whiny emo kids have been littering the internet, aswell as the world, and I finally decided that I will post on it. Whether you agree with my opinion or not, I could care less. It's my opinion, not a fact. And please excuse any possible spelling errors and typos you might find. Now onto my rant.I have seen people who call themselves emo all over the internet, not just neopets. It really bothers me to see posers because people who call /themselves/ emo usually aren't. Emo people would not go prancing all over the internet labeling themselves. If anything, they would deny being emo. It saddens me even more to see that those people who call themselves emo try to prove they're emo by telling the world how poor and sad they are and how bad their life is. I am completely sure that the starving people in Africa would definately not want to be you. I hope you caught my sarcasm. You stupid whiny emo posers need to realize that your life /might/ svck because you get bad grades in school and your bf/gf has dumped you. No wonder. Who would want a whiner as a spouse. But you have not taken into consideration that there are people out there with real problems, not make belief. Although I myself have not lived for too long, being born only 13 years ago, in that short span of time I have learned to cherish my life and make the best of what I have through certain experiences. If I had been like any of you emo kids, I might have given up on life and not tried at all. But because I try, I am a much happier person. I must also say that pretending to act emo to the point where it's stupid and fun(in a good way) is entertaining, but trying to convince people that you have a crappy life by lieing is pathetic. So my advice to emo kids: your own denial is not going to help you get through your already make belief problems, so go out side, get some fresh air, and a life. This anounces the conclusion of my rant on emo posers. If you have any questions, you may mail me, and please no hate mail. If you send me hatemail, you obviously have not read sentence 3.
R & Annika: -applauds-
R: NOW. As I was saying, -shoves Kysa out of way-
MY RANT SHALL BE ABOUT INSANE ANIME HAIR( AND ALL IN CAPS)
Kysa: You abuse the caps lock. -pets caps- -glares at R-
R: I SHALL ABUSE THE CAPS AS MUCH AS I FRICKIN WANT MWAHAHAHAHA
Kysa: Caps Abuser!!!!!!111!!!one!!!1!!!
R: ON TO THE RANT...... WHAT IS UP WITH THE POOFY ANTI-GRAVITY HAIR OF THE ANIME.....HAVE YOU EVER SEEN SEPHIROTH???? SERIOUSLY......ARE YOU FLIPPING KIDDING ME!!!
I don't know what else to say.
Annika: -_-; That was pathetic. AND NO Y YOU CAN'T CHANGE MY SWEATDROP.
Y: Huh?
Annika: Nothing. O.O
R: Uh-huh. ok, ready......ATTACK OF THE RANDOM.........LingLing Quack I dont have to piss and Im HIV positive.
Annika: My god R, don't scare the readers... Supposing we have any of course. On the topic of readers, if you read then COMMENT.
R: Can I continue?
Annika: Fine. D;
R: Ling Ling Quack I dont have to piss and Im HIV positive. My father has nose boooogers and I sleep with a different women every nite! Oranges can be fried only-
Kysa: STFU! I didn't know that you were a lezbo! And since you said that, I don't want to touch you anymore because you have smex germs!
R: DUDE... I wasnt being serious..... I dont have HIV and Im a virgin!!!! You guys on the other hand all probably have HIV, Cancer, AIDS, and Herpes.
Annika: Ok, as for the STDs, just because we're farther along on the development track DOESN'T mean we sleep around. >.> As for cancer, I might, my grandpa did so it could be some crazy hereditary thing.
Kysa: Yeah, and dude, I'm virgin. -.-; As for cancer, you know I can't HANDLE anymore health problems. >.<
R: You do relize that neither of you said anything about AIDS.......... you dirty CRACKHEADS!!!!!!
Annika: I hereby declare that AIDS is ONLY an STD.
R: You can't just decide that-
Kysa: It's our blog-
R: Woah, when did you join Rath? You're just a guest.
Kysa: I did because I can. Anyway, it's our blog and currently I'm with Annika so now AIDS is only an STD.
R: *grumbles and glares* You relize that Y has appeared like once in this entire......thingy
Y: I officially declare this over.
Oh, and you're all fucktards.
Annika. Kysa & R: ...we love you too.
WRATH
I am R.
I am Annika.
and I am Y.
This is a majikal collaberation blog.
R: I'm trying to think of something clever to say...
Annika: She's failing epically.
Y: You guys need to burn in hell.
R: We love you too.*sarcasm*
Annika: This will basically be updated when one of us feels bored-
R: And I'll probably log on the most...tehee. ^_^
Y: My eyeballs are imploding upon themselves because of your stupidity.
Annika: Note: Y will usually be voiced by R & I so we apologize if she appears stupid... Since we lack brains in those skulls of our's. ^^'
R: What's a brain??? I too apologize if you see multiple typing errors cuz i is stoopid.
Y: We see that. =
R: Look at my special smiley.... ___/\__*\o/*__ If you can't tell... it's a preppy cheerleader....being eaten by a shark
Annika: R is very aggrivated because we continue to correct her spelling mistakes.
R: *glares*
Annika: =D
Y has left the room
Annika: ... I think she doesn't like us.
R: She doesn't like anybody... ever....
Annika: I think she likes her sister.....
R: How exactly would you know that???
Y pops in.
Y: You shot church you team-killing fucktard... (talking to random citizen)
R: (also talking to random citizen) If you have any poo.....fling it now...
Annika: Random fact time!
Random fact about Y: She hates everyone and swears a lot, so if swearing offends you, leave. NOW.
Random fact about R: No offense R, but I think you're the most idiotic of us. She's very... straight-forward about topics nobody else would approach, such as the previous 'poo-flinging'.
Random fact about Annika (R is doing this one): Annika is like a giant flesh-eating zombie-
Annika: How does this analogy work? >.>
R: Let me finish. So, as I was saying....Annika is like a giant flesh-eating zombie because.......wait, Where was I going with this, exactly???
Annika: Would you prefer to describe me, Y?
Y: I'll make something up. Ummm... well, Annika is like a giant flesh-eating zombie because, ummm... she starts to grow on you and you start to love her like a sister (not including me.duh.)
but when she starts to like you back, she eats your brains with ketchup.
Annika: Wow, thanks. >.>
Y: Well I couldn't think of anything else. DX
Annika: Well... I do like ketchup.
R: Cat soup. ;3
Annika: Brilliant. XD
Y: Yeah, I'm going to try and ressurect My good friend Church.
Y has left to the graveyard
Annika: We have no idea who Church is, BUT anyway. Do you have anything to add, R?
R: Why, yes, yes I do.
-silence-
Annika: Are you going to tell us?
R: -wakes up- Oh what? Yeah.
-more silence-
Annika: Any time soon? >.>
R: -looks at watch- Yep.
-silence-
Annika: Now?
R: Well why didn't you just say so?! I was going to tell you a long story about-
Annika: Is it the chicken one?
R: Yes-
Annika: YAAAAAAAAAY~!
R: Okay so-
Annika: YAAAAAAAAAAY~!
R: Yes we get it. you're excit-
Annika: WOOOOOOOOOT~!
R: *zips mouth closed and tosses key over shoulder*
Annika: ;(
R: Yeah. Anyway,(not corrected by Annika) Onse apon a time, there wuz a chiken named BILLY... and a human-scuum namd FRED. One day, FRED said "IM HUNGREY" so he puullled out his shootgun as BILLY (chiken) innoucently croosing the rooad....KABLAAAAMY....One shot wuz fired into his head, BLOODE spiled everywear...the KAUS (wich were freinds of the chikens) murdred and 8 the BRAINSSSS of FRED........
Annika: Um, wow. Hmm, that story changes every time.
I'm sorry you guys had to read that horrible clutter of misspellings.
I am Annika.
and I am Y.
This is a majikal collaberation blog.
R: I'm trying to think of something clever to say...
Annika: She's failing epically.
Y: You guys need to burn in hell.
R: We love you too.*sarcasm*
Annika: This will basically be updated when one of us feels bored-
R: And I'll probably log on the most...tehee. ^_^
Y: My eyeballs are imploding upon themselves because of your stupidity.
Annika: Note: Y will usually be voiced by R & I so we apologize if she appears stupid... Since we lack brains in those skulls of our's. ^^'
R: What's a brain??? I too apologize if you see multiple typing errors cuz i is stoopid.
Y: We see that. =
R: Look at my special smiley.... ___/\__*\o/*__ If you can't tell... it's a preppy cheerleader....being eaten by a shark
Annika: R is very aggrivated because we continue to correct her spelling mistakes.
R: *glares*
Annika: =D
Y has left the room
Annika: ... I think she doesn't like us.
R: She doesn't like anybody... ever....
Annika: I think she likes her sister.....
R: How exactly would you know that???
Y pops in.
Y: You shot church you team-killing fucktard... (talking to random citizen)
R: (also talking to random citizen) If you have any poo.....fling it now...
Annika: Random fact time!
Random fact about Y: She hates everyone and swears a lot, so if swearing offends you, leave. NOW.
Random fact about R: No offense R, but I think you're the most idiotic of us. She's very... straight-forward about topics nobody else would approach, such as the previous 'poo-flinging'.
Random fact about Annika (R is doing this one): Annika is like a giant flesh-eating zombie-
Annika: How does this analogy work? >.>
R: Let me finish. So, as I was saying....Annika is like a giant flesh-eating zombie because.......wait, Where was I going with this, exactly???
Annika: Would you prefer to describe me, Y?
Y: I'll make something up. Ummm... well, Annika is like a giant flesh-eating zombie because, ummm... she starts to grow on you and you start to love her like a sister (not including me.duh.)
but when she starts to like you back, she eats your brains with ketchup.
Annika: Wow, thanks. >.>
Y: Well I couldn't think of anything else. DX
Annika: Well... I do like ketchup.
R: Cat soup. ;3
Annika: Brilliant. XD
Y: Yeah, I'm going to try and ressurect My good friend Church.
Y has left to the graveyard
Annika: We have no idea who Church is, BUT anyway. Do you have anything to add, R?
R: Why, yes, yes I do.
-silence-
Annika: Are you going to tell us?
R: -wakes up- Oh what? Yeah.
-more silence-
Annika: Any time soon? >.>
R: -looks at watch- Yep.
-silence-
Annika: Now?
R: Well why didn't you just say so?! I was going to tell you a long story about-
Annika: Is it the chicken one?
R: Yes-
Annika: YAAAAAAAAAY~!
R: Okay so-
Annika: YAAAAAAAAAAY~!
R: Yes we get it. you're excit-
Annika: WOOOOOOOOOT~!
R: *zips mouth closed and tosses key over shoulder*
Annika: ;(
R: Yeah. Anyway,(not corrected by Annika) Onse apon a time, there wuz a chiken named BILLY... and a human-scuum namd FRED. One day, FRED said "IM HUNGREY" so he puullled out his shootgun as BILLY (chiken) innoucently croosing the rooad....KABLAAAAMY....One shot wuz fired into his head, BLOODE spiled everywear...the KAUS (wich were freinds of the chikens) murdred and 8 the BRAINSSSS of FRED........
Annika: Um, wow. Hmm, that story changes every time.
I'm sorry you guys had to read that horrible clutter of misspellings.
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