Oh, no one.. no one..
*looks up from my task: hiding the incriminating evidence* *continues, still snickering*
*snickers, uncontrollably and evilly*
@Tomi, whenever he deigns to log in: I've emailed you 06 and 10.
@St0f- scenario*, dear.
HEY! That's my line!
The sign cost 400? Whoo, boy. Oh, and no, you don't :lol: I took the shot, already sent the pringles and the poster pictures to Tomi. Later, dear...
Mighty nice of ya :lol: -- Ah. I cannot get this feeling of trepidation out of my stomach. What the hell am I supposed to say, "the camera...
We don't even have any snow fallin' :cry::hug:
Terrible :cry: I've broken my da's camera, come up with a shitty excuse as to why I don't feel like talking on the phone, and damnit my knee is...
:hug: No, I didn't do it on purpose.. but I dropped it repeatedly and da's really protective of his cameras. I told my mother on the phone, she's...
Oh dear, Mali's in trouble.
Do you know how many calories those contain?! ..all right, maybe just one can :lol:
:lol: *hands you replacement parts* Sorry about those. I'm off now. Homework to be done, parents to be annoyed. Laterz0rzes.
*performs some ultra-complicated, quick-as-lightning karate move* Do. Not. Touch. The. Hair. :lol::ph34r:
Oh, right :lol:
Why is it that whenever I start laughing people automatically assume I've done something?
It's.. it's beautiful.
*snickers uncontrollably*
:hug: that's terrible, JD. Have you talked to her, found out why she did whatever she did?