Someone linked me to a pony generator.

Oh my god. Whoever came up with this needs to go in for detox. The CRACK.

( Here, I made a few. )

I feel like making more. What horribly wonderful crack.

As far as older men go? Anthony Hopkins, mee-ow. <3

Also. Cutesy shit. And Pokemon. *griiiiiins* I win.

How can you not like a game where the object is to collect sun shines and you get to play as a midget Italian with a high pitched voice and a dinosaur that can eat anything? Eh? Eh? ETA And talking waterpump! Can't forget the talking waterpump!

You get to collect SUN for the people. SUN! Warm glorious wonderful hot sun. Mmmmm sun.

*dead of laughter*

I want someone to put that song on our DDR machine now!

Spiders on drugs.

Wow. Just...wow.

This? Is Reeve. This is how Reeve reacts to MOVING, never mind exercising. "Oh, too tired. Oh, I can't move. Oh, woe is me." (Reeve, I should mention, is no longer the skinniest.)

I couldn't stop laughing. Too funny.


ETA Reeve being one of my cats, for clarification's sake. :)

Words can move mountains, but nothing makes quite so deep an impression as taking action, especially when it's done by you. Your enthusiasm and sincerity put you in great demand, to no one's surprise.

Ooo. Cool!

Doseki: ...the bald man is grinning
Amiko: Uh-oh
Doseki: Whaaaat?
Amiko: I don't know
Amiko: When he grins, that's usually a sign
Amiko: Of what is left to be seen
Doseki: uh uh
Doseki: err
Doseki: uh huh
Amiko: *snerk*
Doseki: *peeers at him*
Amiko: *hides from the wrath of the General in the meantime*
Doseki: uh oh?
Amiko: Not at me
Amiko: But she's been in a MOOD out of nowhere for a bit now
Doseki: Oh good.
Doseki: Oh no. D:
Amiko: I don't know why and I ain't asking
Doseki: At Clymeaknahfadfasdgstrapubes?
Amiko: ....
Doseki: o.o
Doseki: DUDE
Doseki: where did that come in?
Amiko: Well, that got her to stop and sort of snicker
Doseki: that was totally random!
Doseki: XD
Doseki: awesome
Doseki: just random letters, how'd that happen?
Amiko: *figured it was Reske or a fox*
Doseki: *blames Reske*


*blinks* Why are you blaming ME? >>

*twitch*

*twitch twitch*

Going to skin you alive.

*goes off to fetch knives*

*dead of laughter*

You read Sailor Moon too? :D

To the little girl who keeps asking if she can have my journal for her RP character. Let me make it perfectly clear publically.

NO.

Please stop emailing me to ask.

Sincerely,
Me

Sad? Hurt? Bad day?

Have some cute.

...Leodhais? Can I come visit? Maybe sun with you for a few hours, and talk?

I miss you.

I agree with the bosses.

You and you have serious UST going on.

Trying to hide it behind the old excuse "I like giiiiirls."

Pfft. Lemme quote my friend Tempest. WHATEVER, dudes.

Go on. Just try kissing. Just once. If you're comfortable in your masculinity, you can do it. For serious. *beams*

Apparently, I am very good at pumping the other sex's ego.

I wonder how I do that? I don't even try to flatter women. o.o

YOU DIDN'T GET ME ANY PEEPS!

*sneaky grin*

BWAH HAH HAH! PEEPS!

Could it be that just a little while ago you were bemoaning your empty agenda? Now your voicemail and email are stuffed to the brim with invites, flirty messages and messages from long-lost pals

Flirty messages? o.O

*!!!*

*purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr*