Blood test to go to university??Well, I got the results of my blood test back and relayed them to the university. I hope it processes quickly.
What post?Um, how can I get people to look at a post quickly?
Um, how can I get people to look at a post quickly?
I'm just thinking about how disrespectful it seems.I think that's the best way to go about it with how American society has been set up for pronouns. And the same for language as well. Going to another language right away when speak with a stranger can have a lot of negative implications.
҉ doooooooo ҉ <Rawr, I'm a sparkly crystal onix!You're not allowed to change your username ever again because I don't know how to make Mangezone, Onix, or Tentacruel out of text. /\('X')/\
Wait, there're other times you've made sense?I have been known to do that on rare occasions.
Darn you, Disney and/or cable company and/or landlords!
Now we just need her not to turn into a fire or ground type.If we work that angle it'll surely succeed!![]()
I am totally going to watch the heck out of it, though! Now I just need friends to join me.I see we're going the LotR route and filming in the gorgeous, mystical land of New Zealand.
Good guess. A Minnesotan.An E.T.?
Oh yeah, I must have to have completed the dex.You already have.![]()
*helps it finish the race*To be in the race at all is a win for it. :')
*someone throws a paper airplane at you from a dark alley**shows up 13 days late with Starbucks*
The paper airplane said:They found me out, I wasn't able to stay in the other room. I had to make a run for it and now I'm living in hiding. Meet me in the abandoned warehouse at midnight.
Rather, it's derived from a brand name.Gasoline is a brand name?
Wiktionary said:From Cazeline (possibly influenced by Gazeline, the name of an Irish copy), a brand of petroleum-derived lighting oil, from the surname of the man who first marketed it in 1862, John Cassell, and the suffix –eline, from Greek ἔλαιον (élaion, “oil, olive oil”), from ἐλαία (elaía, “olive”).
I'll make more if you promise to share.After that, you next masterpiece shall be the Cadburysaurus, which will then promptly go extinct due to KM. :9
Haha, I was half expecting no one to catch that.I've come to talk with you again
Because all these posts softly creeping
Left their seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of RM
I shall accept your cake.I'm not a big fan of cake either. Except cookie cake. :9 Other cake is all right.
Do not care for cheesecake at all though.
*shudders*It's a 4chan thing.
Where does that even happen, though?Everyone who pronounces crayon as "cray-on" is wrong and I feel sorry for you
But the correct answer is "cran."
I do?he scared
you have the type advantage tho
All I have to say is, "Darn you,that's how it gets ya
You’re livin’ the dream, having the most posts in a thread on a fansite dedicated to a children’s videogame franchise. Your agent’s phone is off the hook, you’re scheduled to go on The Today Show and The Tonight Show. People scramble to catch a glimpse of any posts from you, even the simplest “lol.”
But then the pressure gets to you. You want to branch out into other things. Your agent doesn’t want you to wreck your brand, you’re about to set up that new clothing line deal after all.
You take up extreme ironing. You post and iron and skydive at the same time. In the climatic match of the world finals you burn your hand, ruining your future plans of becoming a hand model in Salt Lake City, while still sticking the landing.
People say you’re washed up. A has-been. Deader than progressive free-form doo-wop. Your agent jumps ship, not that they had anything to stay for, you’re not getting any calls except from Jerry. And you fucking hate Jerry.
That’s when the drinking starts. 8 cups of water a day, you’re staying hydrated.
But no amount of water can wash away the stain…
That’s when it hits you! Stained glass windows! That’s how you’ll rise to the top again! The next five years you dedicate yourself to the craft, honing your skills. You have a new agent now, and you actually remember their name this time! It’s [REDACTED]! Things are starting to look up for you and your new business! Until the accident…
It was a horrible movie. For one thing, it’s not properly capitalized, that irritated you beyond belief, but forgoing your better judgment you let [REDACTED] set up a deal with the director who’s heard of your extraordinary stained glass windows. She wants them in her movie, says there’s going to be a scene in a church that needs the best stained glass windows to grace the planet. It’s good publicity, [REDACTED] says. Everything is 49% more dramatic when it occurs in a church. People are going to want your stained glass windows all over their houses, cars, sheds, bunkers, duck, stadiums, office buildings, stores, morgues, everywhere so that when they’re having the weekly conversation of whose turn it is to take the garbage out, your windows are there to make that conversation.
So you agree to it. You slave over these windows for six months and install them into the set. The director’s really hush-hush though, makes you wait until the movie’s released to see the scene they’re in. You bring your parents to the premiere, they’re so proud of their child, who will hopefully stop casually blasting that deleted song from Aladdin at them because okay they get it.
It turns out all your windows are smashed in by gigantic turnips or some shit, I’m not entirely sure, I kind of dozed off at this part. The point is though, no one wants stained glass windows that can’t stand up to a stalk of celery, so your sales plummet. You start drinking heavily again. You destroy your neighbor’s vegetable garden. The police are called. The beet industry beats your reputation into the ground. The children of the corn pop you one in the mouth. I’m not even gonna tell you what the rutabaga people did to your curling equipment.
My private investigator’s notes are a bit sparse here, but somewhere down the line you fake your death, start a new life as a cobbler in Switzerland, and prank call psychic hotlines about how the Dark-type is better.
The moral of this story is don’t drink and post, you could spill your water on your computer or mobile device. Also how it sucks that that plot and song had to be cut from Aladdin because shit I like that song.
Popping eyeballs were the best part!You should get on fixing that.
That movie scared me as a child.
The popping eyeballs, man.
Hooray for Jolteon!I dunno, I like Jolteon a bit more than Vaporeon, but I do like all of the ones that ended up in that top ten.
I think the hypothetical children are hyothetically oldd enough for this hypothetical scenario.SM there are children here.
Or so I've heard.
I will not let you sully the minds of these hypothetical children with your shameless posts.
I thought we agreed no cameras! :OWhat a mystical transformation.you go ahead sm,And we got it all on tape.
go ahead and let your hair down
Apparently, according to the wiki, Delmarva is an SU state, where they live, but Kansas and Mexico are just mentioned.I don't remember any of those except Keystone. Orz
lolI tend to do this too unless I see a picture of someone. Now I sort of see you like this though.
Not particularly.Did things work out?
Breeding them for decent IVs and nature, then training them to level 100.What's your definition of raising?
It's at like $2.17 right now.BMGf (Early) Obits:
SM's Bank Account
repeatedly crossing paths with the Flying-type Tangrowth
currently on life support, maybe
send donations, donuts, and prayers
*gives another hug*No thanks are necessary, we're happy to have you. :3c
Or at least I am, lol.
TV Guide is a website now, though. :O Technology is incredible!do you need a magnify glass grandpa
Me said:
Cleverbot said:Don't be such a bag of dicks, dickbag.
That's it, who did this?! D:<SM is gonna be mad you messin' with his kitchen >:1
No more seconds for you
Not that.This is why you always knock.
Did not.RAMBO THIS MAN-UFO-HYBRID DRINKS THE BLOOD OF YOUR CHILDREN
SMITE HIM AND ALL HIS DEVILISH DEEDS
Blood test to go to university??Well, I got the results of my blood test back and relayed them to the university. I hope it processes quickly.
I got physically tired after reading KM's last post-a-la-KM
WTF
I got physically tired after reading KM's last post-a-la-KM
WTF
You must work out your mind. The mind is the fortress to... wtf am I saying, just umm... exercise your brain or something.