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Post by arstyn on Oct 30, 2004 21:07:48 GMT -4
*stuck in hole* What the bloody 'ell was that for?
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Post by Christine MacTaggart on Oct 30, 2004 21:11:51 GMT -4
that was directed to Pietro, Mort
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Post by arstyn on Oct 30, 2004 21:16:29 GMT -4
Ah...I see...*shifty eyes* *runs*
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Post by arstyn on Oct 30, 2004 21:21:18 GMT -4
I have a new pair of earings with little bells dangling off of them. They make hediously annoying noises when I turn my head. I love them. It's driving my brother nuts. "KAITLYN! TAKE THOSE EARRINGS OUT!!" hehehe.
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Post by quicksilver on Oct 30, 2004 21:22:11 GMT -4
*looks up*
Nice legs, Phoenix.
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Post by Christine MacTaggart on Oct 30, 2004 21:26:39 GMT -4
-.- SIT! SIT! SIT! SIT! SIT! SIT! SIT! SIT! SIT! SIT! SIT! SIT! SIT! SIT! SIT! SIT! SIT! SIT!
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Post by arstyn on Oct 30, 2004 21:27:02 GMT -4
In the second picture to the left in your profile, your finger looks like a bratworst.
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Post by quicksilver on Oct 30, 2004 21:31:28 GMT -4
...
*sigh*
No one appreciates my perfection.
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Post by arstyn on Oct 30, 2004 21:32:24 GMT -4
Bratworst.
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Post by quicksilver on Oct 30, 2004 21:36:53 GMT -4
*will not think about 10 Things I hate about you*
Toads make a popping sound when you run over them in a car.
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Post by arstyn on Oct 30, 2004 21:42:50 GMT -4
D'ya really have so little of a life that you go running them down all day?
Although, I would excpect that anythin' that got run over by a car would make a poppin' noise. I'll take yer word for it.
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Post by quicksilver on Oct 30, 2004 21:44:43 GMT -4
It's a Queenslander thing.
Canetoads. Everywhere. Can't help running them over.
Not that it's a bad thing.
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Post by arstyn on Oct 30, 2004 21:47:55 GMT -4
I wouldn't plan on runnin' me down anytime soon. I don't think you have the manuvering skills for it. *sardonic sneer*
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Post by quicksilver on Oct 30, 2004 21:52:37 GMT -4
How about I just flay you instead?
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Post by arstyn on Oct 30, 2004 21:53:16 GMT -4
I have earrings with annoying bells on them. May all cower at their horrendous annoying-osisity.
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