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So... you aren't really being FORCED to watch Hannah Montanna... :rolleyes:

Ahhhhhhhh :sick: Well, a million bucks.... and I'm not exactly a woman of principle so... I'd take it :shame: Facepaint one of the band members?

^Seconded!! Though, I'm not entirely sure if you want to name your band specifically AFTER Coldplay. Imo, you all should try to make your OWN music, y'know? ;)

does anybody want to talk with moi?

I've already done that for free. When he wasn't looking. :P I'm a rebel like that. Revive this thread? :P

facebook (also, picking pepsi makes you awesome :hug:) Pepperoni or sausage?

You are? :hug: I'm so sorry! I think Being Forced To Watch Hannah Montanna is...... one of the circles of Hell. Fifth or sixth, I think. I feel for you, sistah.

bumpy bump bump mcbumbsters!

everybody go read my ode. Done? Great. Shower me with sympathy, plz. -_- Thanks!

Thankies very much, thanks for sayin'. Pain... well it would seem in the main that pain, it's quite an inspiring thing (how do you think old Poe made his name?) :P

WORSE! http://www.coldplaying.com/forum/showthread.php?t=57237&page=5 go there and read my clevarly composed ode.

I'm covered in mud. Sweat, tears, and blood. I feel like I'm about to pass out with a thud. Ugh! You think you've been pushed to the brink? I've got news for you, ya'll can't possibly think of how tired I am. Or how achish and hurting and covered in mire I am. Try living like me I'm afraid then you'd see I've got it worse off than all of you. I'm tired of eye and sore of arm and muddy of shirt and brown of shoe. You're sitting at home, prob'ly drinking a Coke Just surfing the web like any old bloke. Turns out swimimng with us Isn't close to just Taking a nice, long, cold, relaxing soak. You may think that swimming Is just a little fat-trimming But as for us, we're very hard-assed. You'd be surprised what we'd do to go fast. Today after practice: We ran through the grass and ran through the mud Heavy weights were passed (we're all quite the studs) We crawled over stuff (well, that wasn't so tough) Then we jumped OVER stuff (with a huff and a puff) Sympathy now please, While I sit and massage my calves and my knees You think my sport's for wimps? Try taking a dip in the way we train: The Way Filled With Pain. :headdesk: I just wrote an ode To our insanity. Now some pie a la mode! And a cold shower for me!!

Sout Park ftw

MY LIFE IS AWFUL.

No, never. Waaaait, hold on, didn't they do that one song? Vive le Vader or something? :thinking: :hat2: You? You're pretty awesome.

The Shifting Paradymes

That only applies to Congress, not to Coldplaying. In case that was your point. Also in case that hasn't already been said.

........-_- You didn't understand my sophisticated comparison, did you?

I know you're like fourteen or fifteen or something, but I voted 12 or under because if I DIDN'T know that, that's what I would assume.

Tee hee hee! I see what you did there!

Go shoot me a deer, ma... Oh wait. You're an adolescent. Guess you haven't made your way through the rite of passage yet. Just sew some of the torn-up clothes, then.

Sleep, eat some chicken soup. Take a Tylenol (even if you aren't in pain) and maybe a Sudafed. Or an ibuprofen of some sort. I don't know. If the doctor doesn't think you're super sick, just stay warm and sleep. How's your face, btw?

A Rold Gold Honey Mustard Flavored Tiny Twist. :smug:

"From the walls came a beautiful tumbling" :inquisitive:

You smell like piss and bobby jindal. Wait...nope, that actually makes as little sense as the post above me.