Vikeve
is holding an ORB
Ich bin ein Kaltduscher

Don't highlightBecause there's nothing here.

(SPOILER)I like spoilers but not when they are used on me.

(SPOILER)You've highlighted too much, now go to bed.

(SPOILER)I bet my story was much better than Martyr's.

My bed?

Did you make another joke that I don't get?

I just realized that even though delete the tab with eoff on it. That I still am logged in so it says I'm logged in all the time since I just looked and it said I was logged in even though I couldn't acces anything of my own. That or someone knows my cod but decides to do nothing with it.

That's a pretty odd place to fall asleep in, Vik. xD

His stories help me sleep. Well, actually I don't know that for sure. I fell asleep again before reading my usernotes.

Martyr like to leave you stories in you user notes.

I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw her. She was the most magnificent girl... ever.

I ran up to her and tackled her to the ground. I scratched her behind her ears and rubbed her soft belly and we were all muddy, rolling around in the dirt- it had just finished raining.

"Hey girl," I said, "would you like to come home and be my pet."

She was pretty scared and didn't quite know how to respond. Poor Jessica Shmessica had never dealt with anybody who acted like this. She didn't even know his name.
And on the first day of high school too!
And she said, "Play me the best song in the world, or I'll eat your soul."

Bobby Fisher Price knew that he had met his match now. He wondered why true love was so much easier in the movies and why it is so complicated in the realities, and out came his harp.

The beautiful music traveled by way of floating notes of blue, red, and green. Into the ears of his classmates, they floated. Soon, the entire school had gathered around the fruitful Jessica Shmessica and the Bobby "The Playa."

Soon, smooth rockin' roll had flooded the realms, and the audience was bouncing and swinging and burbled as it came.

And the muddy duo joined together to become one bird of prey. Together they flew off to find some prey for dinner. Perhaps there lied a morsel within the audience that could provide the life energy that they required for sustenance.


And they lived happily ever after.
Flew off into the sunset.
A rainbow over them and the sunset.
Beautiful. Majestic.
Just like Jessica Shmessica.

YOUR FINGERS PAIN ME LIKE KNIVES!

you leave me usernotes, so i guess i owe you lol

For my precious:

Once upon a time, there was a little smurfer.

Eh?
Oh, alright.

The little smurfer was also a Princess, and she ruled her land of Unicorns and Rainbows with a-

Oh? Ok.

She ruled with an Iron Fist.

One day, she went out into the fields to play a game with all her princess friends, and there was a very handsome prince. He had amazing hair, and big muscles, and white teeth, and the little smurfer princess said, "Yo, dat boy'z myne!"

She pulled out her Battle Axe Iron Fist and chased him through the tender flowerbeds, and across the pond of lillies and sweet smelling frog fog, and across the rainbow bridge until finally he could run no more!

He was like a baby chicken that had expended all its energy following its mother across a large farm.

Then it was time to race.

The little smurfer's Princess's souped up '69 Chevelle ran 9s, baby, and the prince was like, "Yo dudette! My Nova can barely hit 10!"

And then everybody teamed up to push over a Taurus (SPOILER)The Pokemon, not the Ford.

Then they nuked a Fiord, and everybody was all, " Go to sleep, it's time for Slartibartfast."

(SPOILER)Fooled you.