wait O_O
*puts specially made glasses on* ok when ever your really!!
*pulls out a meter that measures light*
BlueHarmony wrote:Titaniumxvx wrote:BlueHarmony wrote:actually, that would be 1200 Lollies. (computer calculators ROCK!!)
Seriously people!! Can we please be realistic?
What do you mean "Realistic"?
Some people have hearty appetites and you right on broke my heart! I'll be at the circus making friends with the rope walkers and losers if anyone needs me to pose with them for a picture..
if you really mean that you have that money. i will sell some to you!
BlueHarmony wrote:-_- whould you say that to the manager of your favorite store?
BlueHarmony wrote:*gives Bloodly a free Lollie sample (samples are the size of Dum Dum pops)*
this is our non-exploding samples. this way our customers can choose their favorite flavors.
*hands one to Titanium* today's sample is 'Splodin' Strawberry. ^_^
Sogeki Kyohaku wrote:I swear BH yoiur a natural scrooge
*pulls a rope an splodin' lolies rain frm the roof*
fee lolies for everyone complements of me!
tent story.....*hands titanium a free box of smoke screen pocky* I wanna hear a story ^^
Titaniumxvx wrote:Sogeki Kyohaku wrote:I swear BH yoiur a natural scrooge
*pulls a rope an splodin' lolies rain frm the roof*
fee lolies for everyone complements of me!
tent story.....*hands titanium a free box of smoke screen pocky* I wanna hear a story ^^
Lovely, Beautiful souled stranger! You tell that scrooge. You tell it!
The Folly? *Collects a few lollipops*
*Snatches it to eat* Curious, too! I see, Nobody ever wants to hear my stories but since you asked!
It all started with that I had bought a tent from Academy with the last bit of my savings. When I was seven, my Mother had ran away to start a career as a inner building state department contractor and my Dad had married some blonde so I lived with them. I was invited being an embarrassment and all. Needless to say, Life was depressing because she was frugal and basically only cooked for her two stupid kids. On my birthday I got a can of pineapples and I was...I was...SO happy. I kept the pineapple can locked up under my bed. Sometimes, I would walk into Wal Mart just to ....just to...taste the food samples until being shooed out. Mercy this, I'm tearing up now. One morning, I woke up early and collected "savings" basically stolen from my Dad's wallet and I walked to Academy bare footed. Why did I walk? Because Blondie had to drive her oldest son to soccer and I was not important enough to be let in the car. (Being let in the car was a privilege I was unworthy of) I bought my tent and left it outside the mall in the parking lot and I decided to live my days out there, starved and living off charity. Thus goes my story to the Store Manager!
Sogeki Kyohaku wrote:Titaniumxvx wrote:Sogeki Kyohaku wrote:I swear BH yoiur a natural scrooge
*pulls a rope an splodin' lolies rain frm the roof*
fee lolies for everyone complements of me!
tent story.....*hands titanium a free box of smoke screen pocky* I wanna hear a story ^^
Lovely, Beautiful souled stranger! You tell that scrooge. You tell it!
The Folly? *Collects a few lollipops*
*Snatches it to eat* Curious, too! I see, Nobody ever wants to hear my stories but since you asked!
It all started with that I had bought a tent from Academy with the last bit of my savings. When I was seven, my Mother had ran away to start a career as a inner building state department contractor and my Dad had married some blonde so I lived with them. I was invited being an embarrassment and all. Needless to say, Life was depressing because she was frugal and basically only cooked for her two stupid kids. On my birthday I got a can of pineapples and I was...I was...SO happy. I kept the pineapple can locked up under my bed. Sometimes, I would walk into Wal Mart just to ....just to...taste the food samples until being shooed out. Mercy this, I'm tearing up now. One morning, I woke up early and collected "savings" basically stolen from my Dad's wallet and I walked to Academy bare footed. Why did I walk? Because Blondie had to drive her oldest son to soccer and I was not important enough to be let in the car. (Being let in the car was a privilege I was unworthy of) I bought my tent and left it outside the mall in the parking lot and I decided to live my days out there, starved and living off charity. Thus goes my story to the Store Manager!
that story is so sad you poor poor thing titan
you can live at my house, you don't half to eat icky pinapples
BTW your sig really suits you ^^ you are like a real life ayame!
now I'll give you a buch of Ice cream cones if I can hear the Store manager story some other time (when you feel like it)
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