"Yep, that's me....wait, what are you getting at?"
"I have one. It is so stupid and lame that it just might work." "you really are a terrible mother."
*shoots you*
"fine, then carry me to your house then."
keep telling yourself that.
No need to worry. You are not intelligent, nor smart enough for me.
"oh u and your excuses. It isn't like you will be fighting soon or anything."
such a strange question. For your information I'm bi. gender discrecion is not logical.
can you go to time matters? we need to finish our buisness.
"That's good. So how can we attack something that has no physical form?"
"Yeah so? we're going to the stadium remember?"
"Look, I'm fine. you're not a talking pickle anymore...or are you?"
"You're face is still buzzing."
"Hey! I just had a either overload and something that is probably illegal somewhere at some point in time! gimme a break!"
"Nu-who-a?
nope. Had to do homework.
you sneaky dog you ^^
anyway, at least your mom is understanding ^^
good thing I'm better at hiding it. otherwise I wouldn't be on anymore.
so what of it?
