Next person, walks around grabbing his you know what
--------------------------------------------------------------------------- Lie to me, convince me I've been sick forever. And all of this, will make sense when i get better.
next person will say something a wee bit more meaningful than that last remark...hopefully
Nope next person loves cows
--------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ah, the internet. Where the men are men, the women are men, and the children are FBI agents. Cracking down, one noob at a time. It's getting rare that I see senior members. Now, we take on the new scrubs that come to our place.
..Another thing. Stop. Stop Asking my location through PM's. Pervs.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------- *Cartman has another flashback* Kyle: Dude, what the hell's wrong with you? Cartman: I don't know. It's like my brain just keeps....jacking off. /--\
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