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• 1988-03-31
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• I'm trapped in a stalled elevator in the Sears Tower...somewhere between the 27th and 45th floor...sombody please call for help!
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• 2003-11-02
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• Lazy Teenager
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• Nick
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• I once counted all the stars in the sky.
Anime Fan Since
• The 6th grade. (DBZ!)
Favorite Anime
• Either Cowboy Bebop or Trigun.
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• College, etc.
Hobbies
• Drawing, reading mangas, playing the old guitar (use a southern accent when you read "guitar"), video games, computer, etc.
Talents
• ....let me think........oh yeah, i'm awesome at everything.(<< modesty) Is that a talent? (i'm good at drawing, playing instruments (alto sax, clarinet, bassoon, guitar), school, and i can stick my fist in my mouth...well, not really, but i wish i could,
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Saturday, February 5, 2005
Metal Doormat
Hey people. My life is as boring as ever, just figured i'd let you curious ones know that. Ehmm...i'm pissed at my brother cuz he was pissed at me for no reason. Well, there had to have been a reason, but i have no fucking clue what it is...i'm pretty sure i didn't do anything...oh well.
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*Vash is dreaming*
Vash: *walking around in the house. Walks by an evil clown with metal boots.* Oh hi evil clown, how's things going?
Evil Clown: *evil grin* Things are just fine, Vash.
V: I'm glad to hear it. *continues walking and comes across a talking monkey with metal boots.* Hi mister monkey, what's up?
Monkey: *looks up. Pulls out a cigar and starts smoking it.* I have horrible diahrea. These cigars keep me sane...by the way, how's your arm feeling?
V: *looks down at arm and realizes a thousand tiny ants are crawling on it* It's fine...
M: Good, good. *walks away*
V: What a nice guy...*continues to walk outside. Steps on a metal doormat and hears the sound of metal clanking on metal. He looks down to realize he too is wearing metal boots.* AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*Vash wakes up. Sweat covers his face and it's 3 in the morning*
V: God, what a messed up dream...oh well. *goes back to sleep*
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That wasn't meant to make sense....*turns to the evil clown and talking monkey* "So, what did you guys think of the story?"
"I loved it, it was awesome," said the evil clown as he rode around on a unicycle.
"What about you?" Nick said to the monkey.
"Why did i have diahrea?!" The monkey said angrily.
"Hell if i know, it was Vash's dream, not mine."
"Sure..."
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Later guys.
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