Warning: Intermission Music is playing at the moment.
And just ‘cause I know there’s gonna be some whack-ass motha fuckas not readin’ tags and shit, here:
These posts are queue’d.
Meaning they’re posting when I’m not here.
When/if I come back, if I see anyone’s replied to any of my shit, I’m tearin’ up some ass.
And not EVEN in the good way.
I have, in my possession, a 2-foot long, titanium-spiked, metal horse dildo.
And I’m talkin’ about SPIKE-spikes.
Not fuckin’ shark fins.
Like some god damned needles stickin’ out the sides.
And I am NOT afraid to use it.
In case you’re going to ask, I have it because it’s a good thing to torture and threaten people with.
No sexual innuendo.
Only in-YOUR-end-oh. ;D
The Todd strikes again!
Too long of a post.
So, I went ahead and re-made my personal, so you all don’t have to deal with my idiotic ooc shit. xD
I was typing up my paper on this site and accidentally clicked the wrong button and it closed the fucking page and now when I try to re-open it none of my paper is there.
I was JUST about finished with this damned thing.
Hey there pretty trainer mama, the name’s Johnny Brocko. How’s about you and me go back to my gym, and-
HOO HAH HUHN
-have ourselves a pokebattle?
(ref used: http://static.tumblr.com/hwqhhai/tZClr6rdr/jb3.gif )
(( Only for you and that damned sexy Grey Face. (; ))