Mon Jan 31, 2005 4:30 am
all the riches baby, won't mean anything..
Mon Jan 31, 2005 5:26 am
Definatly Llamas.
Mon Jan 31, 2005 6:25 am
Banana Chips are good....
Mon Jan 31, 2005 6:27 am
I once stepped on 32 ants
Mon Jan 31, 2005 6:33 am
*hands out fliers*
Stop Arrow from becoming a Chickentastic Ice Lolly!
Stop Arrow from becoming a Chickentastic Ice Lolly!
Mon Jan 31, 2005 2:28 pm
Super Happy Icy Fun Snow Shop
If you are feeling cold, why not feel even colder with these icy treats!
Click here to go back to Terror Mountain!
Neopian Inflation is currently at 2.31%
If you are feeling cold, why not feel even colder with these icy treats!
Click here to go back to Terror Mountain!
Neopian Inflation is currently at 2.31%
Mon Jan 31, 2005 4:52 pm
I am hungry
Tue Feb 01, 2005 5:09 am
I wanna revive this thread. 
Tue Feb 01, 2005 6:00 am
homework. SO. MUCH.
Tue Feb 01, 2005 6:05 am
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Phew, boy, you should try that sometime.
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Phew, boy, you should try that sometime.
Tue Feb 01, 2005 9:30 pm
Twizzler's new mouse doesn't have a scroller. But now Twizzler doesn't have to worry about not losing the ring of Twizzler's mouse again.
Twizzler doesn't know what is worse... not having a scroller or losing the ring...
Twizzler doesn't know what is worse... not having a scroller or losing the ring...
Tue Feb 01, 2005 9:37 pm
I joined PPT Idol then two seconds later I deleted my post cause I changed my mind. :O
Tue Feb 01, 2005 9:39 pm
Let's see what's on the CTRL-V!
Turning over and interrupted slumber,
You ponder others, growing ever wakeful,
You've locked the vermin in the other bedroom,
To be so perfect causes you to feel so thankful,
Now find the fault because your boyfriend can't read,
Reflecting on to you is all the bitterness you need,
So unhappy, yet so preoccupied,
Never found beaten down with the forked tongue-tied
Your eulogy is like poetry, But your mouth is like a magazine
Queen dependency is cowering, please don't be confused,
You are vacant and submissive, receptive to abuse,
Virtue isn't tangible, and sense of self is dated,
Now constant on your cracked lips are now eviscerated,
Your spine is made of metal, Your veins are bound in electric tape,
And all along an impulse lights at random in your face,
You cough up an offering and forget which words are lies,
Then your skull echoes a singeing pop,
As your brain is cauterized
Your eulogy is like poetry, But your mouth is like a magazine
Within the walls I hear all of its legs,
There must be so many to carry it over our heads,
Seething and unsettled and oh such a letdown,
And now these rusty spokes inside my head are making such a grating sound
Your legacy is like poetry, But your mouth is like a magazine
Your eulogy is like poetry, But your mouth is like a magazine
Lyrics to Mouth Like a Magazine by Showbread! (incase you're wondering, that's a ACTUAL song and it's ACTUAL lyrics. XD)
Turning over and interrupted slumber,
You ponder others, growing ever wakeful,
You've locked the vermin in the other bedroom,
To be so perfect causes you to feel so thankful,
Now find the fault because your boyfriend can't read,
Reflecting on to you is all the bitterness you need,
So unhappy, yet so preoccupied,
Never found beaten down with the forked tongue-tied
Your eulogy is like poetry, But your mouth is like a magazine
Queen dependency is cowering, please don't be confused,
You are vacant and submissive, receptive to abuse,
Virtue isn't tangible, and sense of self is dated,
Now constant on your cracked lips are now eviscerated,
Your spine is made of metal, Your veins are bound in electric tape,
And all along an impulse lights at random in your face,
You cough up an offering and forget which words are lies,
Then your skull echoes a singeing pop,
As your brain is cauterized
Your eulogy is like poetry, But your mouth is like a magazine
Within the walls I hear all of its legs,
There must be so many to carry it over our heads,
Seething and unsettled and oh such a letdown,
And now these rusty spokes inside my head are making such a grating sound
Your legacy is like poetry, But your mouth is like a magazine
Your eulogy is like poetry, But your mouth is like a magazine
Lyrics to Mouth Like a Magazine by Showbread! (incase you're wondering, that's a ACTUAL song and it's ACTUAL lyrics. XD)
Tue Feb 01, 2005 9:41 pm
Shadow zone: The area 105-140 degrees away from the epicenter of an earthquake. There, said earthquake cannot be registered at all.
Tue Feb 01, 2005 11:06 pm
Ring ring ring ring ring ring ring Bananaphone!