UUUUUUUGH.
you know how BADLY I need to hang out with someone ?
BADLY. DX

Maybe tomorrow >.>

If your dad can drive. .n.
Doubtful.

Agreed.
I'm still not 100% sure if Zach wants me over his house today or tomorrow.. He has priority over you right now >.>
He said today but I swear to god things change all the time with him and its a pain is the @$$

It was the same with Sarah. .n.

Hahaha!
xD
True that~!

Good good. I'm putting down some candidates for the awards. I need to put more descriptions up, and have an annoucement asking people to send me a screenshot of their accessories tab so we know who will win that award xD.

xD Hahaha..
Your odds are good young grasshopper.

I've been stalking so many threads and posts to fit people into categories but it's takes too much time. I need a faster solution.

I need my diaper wearing monkeys indeed.... I'll probably ask the Admins. (Granted, they don't want to act as they favor a member or anything.. BUT I MUST PERSAY!)

Yup you never know until you ask.
So far I have 9 candidates for 8 awards.
I'm only.... NO WHERE NEAR DONE... NO WHERE NEAR DONE... NO WHERE NEAR DONE... DX

Yeah...
I gotta start somewhere >.<

*done shoveling snow*
*whistles*

I hate when snow sticks to the ground >.< but its fun peeling it off like a bandaid xDDD

I wish I had a flamethrower... Would make shoveling snow 10000000 times easier.

No no.. You get a broom and swoosh the water into the neighbors sidewalk >D Thus starting war against neighbors

Lol, I LIKE MY MAIL MAN! HE GIVES MY DOG DOGGIE TREATS! D=

xD hahahaa.. He probably opens it and reads them.

See.. Even you "think" that he does.. If thats the case he must really read your mail!!!
Imagine... Christmas cards from your family... He violated them on a Thursday night.. Why a Thursday night you may ask? Because no one would of expect a Thursday night..

It's becoming a hot dog with no ketchup! Madness right!?

This world needs someone controling it.. A dictator.. Someone who spreads fear into everyone. Someone who gives children nightmares.. Someone who can suck your soul out and spit it out on your face. Someone who absolutely has no clue.. Someone.. Like... MR. TWEETUMS!
ELECT MR. TWEETUMS AS PRESIDENT OF THE WORLD! XDD

Shh.. He'll eat your soul.. Now.. Distract him as I go buy the bird feed.. *runs off to store leaving you alone with the Hungry bird.*

*Mr. Tweetums eats the cage and grows twice illusions size*
Tweetums: BAWWWWWK!
*Mr. Tweetums charges towards the rocking chair*

I take my hot dogs without ketchup anyway. I don't like ketchup.