Wherrwhfer

He mad? :anxious:

Imagine that a genie grants you three wishes. You wish first for unlimited money, natch. Next, you ask for x-ray vision. Your third and final wish is to be unencumbered by the consequences of your irresponsible actions. After living a life of fun and frivolity, you realize that your existence has been empty and completely without meaning or purpose. On your deathbed it finally hits you that redemption of your immortal soul can only be brought about by more beedogs.

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PRTY N TH US

AWW :blush: :heart: :heart: :heart: OH CRAP MAGGY, SEE YOU ANOTHER TIME :kiss:

I AM GOOD HOW ARE YOU GUYS I'VE MISSED YOU GUYS OKAY

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HAHAHAHHAHAHAH

I'm lost again.

I thought you said this thread was not about yourself.

the internet

Ooh, that was a short time in The Lounge for the Panda Bear :anxious:

dp

Makes sense, Lory, makes sense.

Sigur Roselia.

I WANT TO SLEEP ON YOUR CHEST TONIGHT MR. ANDO :wacky:

That's a lot of internets, Josh :surprised:

I wish I could reply to this, but I don't have the slightest idea what you're saying.

I think Josh is a pretty nice guy.. Eh, likes Thom Yorke, and doesn't afraid of anything..

You want to know why I lock the door when I go showering? OH, LET ME TELL YOU WHY. Because I'm afraid your crazy ass is going to hammer a pitchfork through the shower curtain, ok?

It's Woll Smoth!

No offence, but you should probably not be pointing out others spelling errors.

Seriously, that post is raping my mind right now.