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Wednesday, August 31, 2005


   have mercy on me my peeps
peeps
more like..
not...peeps...
der
well anywhoos
im bord
and i need mental help as usual
mmhmm indeedy
ive been cut down to posting every few days
boohoos
ill try for more when school starts
sep 6th
tons of people already started
lucky yous
so heres a thingy
not exactly a story
just my away messages i use on AIM
When you die, if you get a choice between going to regular heaven or pie heaven, choose pie heaven. It might be a trick, but if it's not, mmmmmmm, boy.

i think a good novel would be where a bunch of men on a ship are looking for a whale. they look and look, but you know what? they never find him. and you know why they never find him? it doesn't say. the book leaves it up to you, the reader, to decide. then, at the very end, there's a page you can lick and it tastes like kool-aid
uno mas

The big, huge meteor headed toward the Earth. Could nothing stop it? Maybe Bob could. He was suddenly on top of the meteor---through some kind of space warp or something. "Go, Bob, go!" yelled one of the generals. "Give me that!" said the big-guy general as he took the microphone away. "Listen, Bob," he said. "You've got to steer that meteor away from Earth." "Yes, but how?" thought Bob. Then he got an idea. Right next to him there was a steering wheel sticking out of the meteor.
fin
now goodays

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