One day I was :strut: down to the shop to go get me some beer. But along the way, I was stopped by this knife wielding maniac! He advanced on me intent on stealing my beer money, but he didn't bank on me carrying a knife of my own with me! We then :fencing: back and forth for a good two hours, until we stopped out of mutual respect and became friends, and he offered me a ride in his :sophia: to go down town. We went to the pub and the night away. Anyway, I went to the bathroom, and who should I spot? None other than . :joey:! "Hey there, foxy lady!" Said I. "Buy you a drink, innit!" It was at this moment that my new found friend, a little inebriated and slightly worse for wear appeared, and claimed that was his girlfriend. :frust: "Lies!" I said. I then picked up the nearest thing and :twak:. That learned him, by jove. The next part of the story gets a bit hazy because of the alcohol, but it definitely involved :quarter:, , two :oscar:'s, some ing and a . But then, I was in a comedy club, and found myself onstage. "So!" I began, "What did the momma Buffalo say to her child when he left for school? Bison!" Turning my ear to the crowd in anticipation of the raucous lafter I was about to receive, I was shocked instead to be . Deflated, I left the stage and all the way home. The moral of this story, you ask? It's quite simple, really: :bleys
Also, I can't have French Toast anymore.
Hey it's Keeonononono again
Usernote number 1900 for me! HAY LOOK I HAVE POSTING POWERS AGAIN HELLO KICK HIM HOW ARE YOU THIS FINE DAY
*slither slither* >=)
Let's spar. I feel like sparring. *knife hand*
Psy, your FACE is a mistake.
I thought I already posted a usernote here but I was mistaken. :o
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