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so...no board apocalypse? alrighty then. going to get the bunnies sexed *yeah...yeah...figure THAT one out, pervs*

that moment when you're watching 'paradise pd' and the boy child comes wandering in. not's your kids cartoon.

blinded him....with science.

random

true story. but there are rare occasions when a t~shirt or plastic bag can be mcguiver'd into something.

small road side in car. a varying array of what should go into a kit, but not in an actual kit. small kit on fridge, that should get stocked up. knows cpr/first aid. puncture will require pressure to the wound. yeah...i think i could handle it.

you wanna' piece of candy and go for a ride? your mom told me to pick you up. can you help me find my puppy? *what are we doing here?*

then you should totally add ammonia to that mix. i promise, it will get all the grease off. all the grease.

you are trying to get this man hurt, aren't you?

good answer.

gawd damnit, mid. also, you missed the part where he's going to clean paint, off metal, with a bleach/water mixture.

nah, it was the boy's juice that we just got. just opened.

oh..for sure. this, is what it's rancid cousin, would taste like. but would probably fetch a fair price at the ole grey~bar hotel.

fixed.

i'm trying to rap my head around still liking someone that is always rude to me. i mean, if they suddenly started acting nice, cool. but, not opening up any friendship freedom trains. i mean, i'll TRY to be as cordial as possible the whole time.

no..why? *sniffs* smells bad ~~said it tasted like soda (it's apple juice mix) *tastes* *spits back into cup* NO, no, this does not taste like soda. it taste like this is apple wine shit that went horribly wrong. ~~kthx reason 876876 why adulting sucks.

cool cool.

atari or die.

stacy myers is gonna' be pisssssed. yikes.

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