Dissolved Girl

:D good for you!

not after I already feel sick because I ate waaayyyy too much chocolet. :lol:

10 because it moves

I want everything

but the cricket didn't forget you

:wink3: but you my dear can want anything

but the suck says donkey

I WANT YOU THREADS YOUR WORDS BUT I DON'T WANT YOUR POSTS

I say Hello, you say hello, They say hello, we say BYE

Think of it this way... when you hire someone and pay them a wage, you have the right to tell them what to do.

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;) excellent *WURD*

:sick: that was wrong. :lol: excuse me while I go put my head in a toilet.

Remember when... in days gone by... roses of red delighted your eye... well now the roses are black and you're not as delighted when you hear your bones crack

Dying Is an art, like everything else. I do it exceptionally well.

I ’VE seen a dying eye Run round and round a room In search of something, as it seemed, Then cloudier become; And then, obscure with fog, And then be soldered down, Without disclosing what it be, ’T were blessed to have seen.

Where do we go nobody knows where do we to fall out of trace Beer put a smile upon my face

Is that you do it to yourself Just you, you and no one else You do it to yourself You do it to yourself

we camp therefore we do not camp?

FAITH is a fine invention For gentlemen who see; But microscopes are prudent In an emergency!

That sounds fun. But let me tell you a story. A BIRD came down the walk: He did not know I saw; He bit an angle-worm in halves And ate the fellow, raw.

*calls in FBI... to investigate Dr. Politik's lie*

Yes.. that would be interesting but guess what? A BIRD came down the walk: He did not know I saw; He bit an angle-worm in halves And ate the fellow, raw.

Dying Is an art, like everything else. I do it exceptionally well.