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  • Anytime you need advice, just come to Auntie Jolene.

    I'm spamming a British friend's Facebook wall with a bunch of Americans flags, eagles and patriotic songs. I would get banned for doing that here. My friends can be real asses when they're ready.
    Bed is for bitches. I will do things that shall not be spoken of while listening to music.

    Poor Boosty. My parents only threatened me with it. I never actually did anything bad to actually get hit by it.
    I didn't. it's called banter. Or maybe not. It's like 1 AM here, I'm not thinking straight, but I'm gonna pull an all nighter.

    Getting involved in gangs? *pulls off belt* WHO GAVE YOU THE DRUGS?
    1) It's a stray. Nobody would care if it died.

    2) You need to toughen up. If a thief breaks into your house, you faint on him.

    3) What a prime example of religious harmony. Remind when I enter a mosque to relate to you how terrified I was.
    Are you fucking with me? This story sounds fabricated.
    1) Who stops a train for a stray dog? The move by themselves.
    2) Why would you get an anxiety attack over such a minor incident?
    3) Why were you going to a homeless shelter? Homeless people hate those places.
    The torture scenes really struck fear into me. I'd probably commit suicide if my religion didn't ban it. Then again, I would be tortured for believing in God anyway. Oh the irony.

    Good boy. *gives boy treat*
    I'm taboo about nothing. I actually enjoy thinking, but I suck at writing down my thoughts. 1984 made me think about America in 50 years. That torture was scary.

    Don't get any girls pregnant. If you do, cross the river into Washington.
    No, pegasi fly. Many unicorns can't, since they're magic is focused on other specialties.

    Life is a muddy puddle, Son.
    There is. He's my boss. Remember I am death. I stroll across millennium like you stroll through the park.

    You better man up. Some girls are real witches.
    No. Do any of us really exist? Or do we tell ourselves that we do?

    You know I'm right. I'm a girl. I'm always right.
    I am never hurt. I exist in the same way as Big Brother.

    Like what? An old episode of Family Guy I saw earlier on the local CW station?
    Only the ones that specialize in that type of magic, though.

    Sometimes it feels like I'm the only one who is :. . Also what if who your are isn't happy? Then should you be happy with who you are?
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