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Eww, your happy place... I get my neighbor to run in and acquire the cheese... Not sure how she did it, and not sure I want to know, I just have the cheese.

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Pro[yessss, found one]: You can torture them, like the Dora dolls. Con: they're siblings, duhhhh COOKIES! (the gooey ones, not the computery type)

I work out a deal with God, he still luffs me, I just have to behave whenever cheese isn't involved. So I a;skfjlalkdfj a little bit and a;ldfjalsdfjeiothfdvn a bit and end up with the cheese.

And I'm eighth again..? Garrrr

Life sucks. Blow at it.

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I grab a whip and go Indiana Jones on the cheese and stick it in my pocket (I've considered eating it, but I'd probably die, God knows where that cheese has been and I don't.) Then I whip you just for the fun of it and put salt in the sores.

^ Correct. > Hasn't eaten yet. V Loves kitties

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Pro: Can make you smarter, contain the secrets of existence, give cheat codes, tell you stories of romantic vampireness... Con: IDK.? The dancing Boots the Monkey doll (from Dora. Most useful to put on the edge of tables and watch him fall on the floor and twitch.)

^ Only if you'll let me help you find a doctor to turn you into a transvestite or robot properly.* > Is cold because lives in MN. V Laughs at me for living in MN

Pro: If you want to come off as rude, rudeness comes in handy. Con: Who would want that? Lulz Tickle-me-Elmo

8, the square root of the number at the end of my online name :twss:

Oh jeezy, y'alls gotta stop pickin' on each others. I mean, yah, you betcha, it's Minnesota and it's flippin' freezin' out there. And. Flipping freezing in my heart. I want cheese and I don't care who's in my way! :twisted: So, Romy, think you're entitled to a bit of cheese? I think not. *blast into the future 10 hours* I'm at the movie theater with my friends. We've just all met up, getting ready to see "Bride Wars", because wars are cool and angry brides are funny. All of a sudden, Romy struts in thinking "oooh, I'm romy, I pwny, my cheese, SW will never catch me going into a chick-flick!!" You're right, grasshopper, but something fluffy is stalking you Cullen-style. We get into the theater and you sit conveniently two rows in front of me, eating your popcorn and watching the Pepsi bottles race on the screen. You relax a bit, stretching out, putting your feet on the seat in front of you, and putting the cheese in your cupholder. Suddenly, I jump right onto your shoulders and bite in- okay, nope, not Cullen-style, not fun enough. So. Suddenly, an image of a waterfall shows up on the screen advertising some movie coming out summer '09. You realize you forgot to use the bathroom before you entered a movie theater. Big mistake. You leave your coat on your seat to claim it and to remember where you were sitting. You also leave your drink, your popcorn, and... the cheese. As you exit the theater, I "accidentally" fling my friend's hairband two rows in front of me, onto your seat. My friend freaks out, this being Jessie she basically flings the whole alphabet of swear words at me in a sailor-like manner and makes me go get her hairband before that creepy person comes back to sit on their trenchcoat. I hop over the seats to get to your seat, and when Jessie turns her head after I've grabbed her hairband (she wouldn't have let me off this time, last time I flung her hairband somewhere it went under a door) I grabbed el queso. The cheese. I replaced it with this crystal-thing I made in eighth grade silence that could look sorta like hardened crystallized cheese. You get back, make sure everything is in order, see your orange-blob of loveliness, and enjoy the movie. I sit back, relax a little, and an evil smirk emerges on my face as the opening credits begin. As the movie lets out, you exit first, being in a row closer to the front. You leave quickly, leaving a mess around your seat. I exit slowly with my friends, telling one of them thanks for buying the tickets, telling another thanks for the popcorn, and laughing about funny parts in the movie. As you approach the building exit, you turn your head, hearing a bunch of girls giggling. As you turn, I catch your eyes for the slightest moment, blinding you with my evilness. You continue to stare at me. My friends laugh at your awkwardness, and you stumble away in a mist of confusion with your damaged pride.

Banned for banning SW. Any amazing cat-luvvvvver like that shouldn't be banned. except if I do it meself

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