Humm...you scare me. You scare me too. What a weirdo...
Speaking of weirdos... I am not moving until I get my ramen. Well..we could knock him out, then place him into a box, then mail that box to myself, then forward it to him, where we will eventually open himself from the box and...
Staring contest! I think I will use this for a butter knife.. ::xena yell:: Ayeyayayayayya!
Get your teletubby sword away from me! How dare you insult my new found sword... Take this!! Teletubby power!!
::points:: Look! Do you see his contacts? Eh..mad dog? Where did this come from? Darn poo..now I can't hit him with my teletubby sword. =*(


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