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Happy Almost Birthday to me c:
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November 28, 2009 was when I first joined here. So, I'm going to try and post some more pictures up here. Like, actually be active. Sorry I've been dead for the past couple of months. That's my bad.
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omg pls help.
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I'm watching a Spanish channel and there's this woman dressed like a bad Marilyn Monroe standing next to a bad Elvis Presley standing next to a Soccer player are they high or..
And then this Proactiv commercial came on and this rlly hot guy with abs was shirtless
And now omg they talk so fast how
omg americans talk so slow
Now someone got shoved into a pool by a bird
And then this Proactiv commercial came on and this rlly hot guy with abs was shirtless
And now omg they talk so fast how
omg americans talk so slow
Now someone got shoved into a pool by a bird
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In a dark alleyway,
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confident clacks echoed into the busy streets of Montana. A tilted fedora sat on top of vividly blue pixie hair. Mogtoro put her hands into the pockets of her waistcoat and patiently waited. Then a shadowy silhouette emerged.
"Do you have it?" the silhouette asked.
"Duhhhhhh man," Mogtoro said.
The shadowy figure stepped into the light, and the face belonged to someone very familiar. Cat's.
Mogtoro slipped the bagged green into Cat's hands.
"ja.fdj;KJLafhjlkfasyuoi yay doe fdasjhj semicolon semicolon;; fklaaf!!!!y7698!!!!" Cat exclaimed with strange hype.
The two of them then skipped off to their home, RoseThornStables
The crazed gray-haired chick then ran off to smoke. About fifteen people ambushed Mogtoro, however. They all wanted to know why the hell they weren't aware of a potentially amazing party. So every single one of them shared a blunt, munched on anything edible, and drank bottles of beer. Video games were played, and laughs were shared. There wasn't one Forever Alone there (with the exception of Alex lol). So after a long time of great laughs, an estranged voice was heard.
The voice mentioned skinny-dipping in a nearby lake aside from a bunch of nonsense.
The group the all decided to go, with no care in the world because they were all high and drunk. Bags of chips were left, and so were clothes.
After what was maybe half an hour, everyone realized where they were and that they had severe goosepimples. Shivering to a nice warm cabin, they all thawed. The fireplace was lit, and never going out. Couples were kissing, and many hot cocoa cups were sipped. Needless to say many sweet rolls were stolen. When 5AM struck, the group of them crashed.
In the deep blue light of a snowy afternoon, people started waking up and realizing they weren't in Montana anymoar. This place, with it's towering mountains and amazing scenery, looked close to Montana, yet nowhere near. This is the land where Elves and Nords roamed.
"Do you have it?" the silhouette asked.
"Duhhhhhh man," Mogtoro said.
The shadowy figure stepped into the light, and the face belonged to someone very familiar. Cat's.
Mogtoro slipped the bagged green into Cat's hands.
"ja.fdj;KJLafhjlkfasyuoi yay doe fdasjhj semicolon semicolon;; fklaaf!!!!y7698!!!!" Cat exclaimed with strange hype.
The two of them then skipped off to their home, RoseThornStables
The crazed gray-haired chick then ran off to smoke. About fifteen people ambushed Mogtoro, however. They all wanted to know why the hell they weren't aware of a potentially amazing party. So every single one of them shared a blunt, munched on anything edible, and drank bottles of beer. Video games were played, and laughs were shared. There wasn't one Forever Alone there (with the exception of Alex lol). So after a long time of great laughs, an estranged voice was heard.
The voice mentioned skinny-dipping in a nearby lake aside from a bunch of nonsense.
The group the all decided to go, with no care in the world because they were all high and drunk. Bags of chips were left, and so were clothes.
After what was maybe half an hour, everyone realized where they were and that they had severe goosepimples. Shivering to a nice warm cabin, they all thawed. The fireplace was lit, and never going out. Couples were kissing, and many hot cocoa cups were sipped. Needless to say many sweet rolls were stolen. When 5AM struck, the group of them crashed.
In the deep blue light of a snowy afternoon, people started waking up and realizing they weren't in Montana anymoar. This place, with it's towering mountains and amazing scenery, looked close to Montana, yet nowhere near. This is the land where Elves and Nords roamed.
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Hi Hi
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I still don't have anything really interesting to say.
So, how's life?
So, how's life?
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If USDA approves,
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San Los Jose told the Journal that he would slaughter up to 20-25 horses a day "which is not much compared to what's available."
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