Oblivion

Mah brother. Also a very inactive member I constantly make excuses for.

Guinevere desperately tried to shove the bird off her shoulder, but it refused to move, so she moved toward the door, tripping slightly over the corner of her rug, steadying herself, and opening the door. Behind her, her stereo played 'Welcome to the Jungle', by Guns 'N Roses.

then the moose said that due to his lack of appreciation for magic moose(es?) he would cast a horrible curse upon the kitty that-

AHEM>>>>> The story, anyone? (Yes, the world exploding could possibly be hazardous to sensitive persons health.) -(bonus cookies if you can translate that above sentence)-

(She doesn't know its a falcon, I just said to be descriptive. Also, being blind she can hear really good- in this case she heard the bird's feathers fluttering when it landed. Sorry for the confusion)

Guinevere found a falcon sitting on her windowsill, glaring at her fiercely. With a harsh cry, it flitted to her; she ducked frantically, but it landed on her shoulder carefully and brushed a wingtip against her face. She tentatively stroked it.

Eventually. I thought the spam content was getting a little low, so I bumped it a little. Birthday present for Clueless. HMMMMM... If someone annoys you, it takes 42 muscles to frown. However, it takes only 4 muscles to punch their lights out. How now brown cow..... that you may have so many udders? Seen fatty's leg? It fuggin fugged. always be sincere, even if you don't mean it, kiddies Catapultam habeo. Nisi pecuniam omnem mihi dabis ad capul tuum saxum immane mittam. Shall we play a game? I'll start a story, and then I'll stop, and you gotta post the next part. Then together we all create a mega super story. SOOOOO... There once was an amazing cat that did vocals for then band Muse, but only in their song The Small Print at about 2:51. In a desperate attempt to save his dying career, he-

-(I suppose you all want me to READ these last four hundred posts, huh?)- Guinevere stayed in her room listening to arguably the greatest band on earth, Muse, while putting up all her Muse decorations and whatnot. Ooooh, baby don't you know I suffer? Ooooh, baby can you hear me moan? You caught me under false pretences.. How long until you let me goooooooo? And so on and so forth.

feliz cumpleanos. screw the accents.

Smooth Criminal- Alien Ant Farm spinoff cough cough

DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAM. Thats good. Nuff said.

i used to go to a school where you were stuck with a solid polo and tan or black khaki shorts or pants, and a belt. you couldnt wear any jacket with a pattern or a hood on it. your shirt had to be tucked in. there were even regulations for your shoelaces They were really anal about enforcing it too. I got the impression they spent more time judging what we were wearing than teching us. When my family moved an hour away, and had to get up REALLY early to go to their cheap ass bad teachers establishment, i forgot my belt, and got sent to the office. They told me to call home and get my mom to bring one, and I said thats not possible. I got ISS. I finished a really good book in there. After that I brought a black and white optical illusion-y looking jacket with a hood, neglected to wear my belt, (though i carried it with me) and I never had my shirt tucked in. I also wore chocolate colored pants (not allowed) and wore boots most of the time just to tuck my pants into them, which the teachers also hated. Whenever I got told to fix it, after that class I'd ruin it again. Don't have one now, and it rocks. SeLf ExPrEsSiOn and all that.

because it sure beats conformity.

Guinevere leaned listlessly against a wall, tappig her 'blade on the floor agitatedly.

hahah, the midget? i thought he was funny.

zombie things- you mean redeads? i hate how when they spot you you can hear a woman shrieking. my siblings are terrified of those, i go into the castle town ad kill all of them. theyre scary though O.O

BAM! you just beat AD.

happy birthday!

Guinever came bursting through the door at this moment. Not being able to see, she quickly felt the mood in the room and blushed. "uhm... this can wait." and she oh-so-subtly closed the door behid her.

i like both! cats are independent, and dont need much coddling, plus theyre cuddle-sized... but dogs are more playful and they love you no matter what. i have two cats and a dog, dont ask me to choose between them

Tails Doll. he comes out to haunt people. hes in Sonic R. If you play the game in tag mode as super sonic, and tag Tails doll last, that activates the curse. Many have tried, thinking it was funny. Later that night, they would wake up to see the limp, zippered, tails doll floating innocently at the foot of their bed. Staring. Staring. Staring. They are never seen again, save for the blood spattered around the room. He apparently has a them song that goes "can you feel the sunshine? does it brighten up your day? reach out for the sunshine, and forget about the rain..." Tails doll is a demon on earth, and he wants to kill us all. Stay away from the game SonicR! When you die... the last thing you feel is cold and fear. the last thing you see is tails doll. the last thing you hear? "CAN YOU FEEL THE SUNSHINE?"

this is so weird... and a little freaky... This will change your life.

so,you have a fear of mary poppins buying a horse eating a duck that is allergic to horsereadish, so the duck gets trampled and crapped upon by the horse, but the horse used his EXPLODING crap, however the duck didnt die because flies and dung beetles took it away and, in small amounts, it blew up on its own and caused no permanent damage to the duck. thats my guess.

can anyone give me guitar lessons? i need tutorials in like, the basics

The fear that somewhere, somehow, a duck is watching you. Ironically, the page i looked up had an advertisement with a duck on it. :dodgy: :dodgy: :dodgy: :dodgy::dodgy: I got something like this, 'cept with dogs. The fear that ANOTHER dog wants to take yet ANOTHER chunkc outta your face. _____________________________________________________________ What fears do you guys have?