Scytheteen

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I'm not your favorite female?

Why thank you, I take pride in my work. XD

then your a jerk and were not friends

tell me_______________________________________________________lol lines are cool you wish you had cool lines too

...um why do you get bypass it makes no sence

WAT ARE YOU TALKIN ABOUT RAWR

...wats that suppossed to mean

So, like yesterday I was at work, and my ball dropped! I chased down my friend and told him that he had to help me hold my balls. He got a large stick and poked around in a hole for a while, and he found my ball! And then I placed my balls back into my pants...pockets.

I lurve my juggling balls and the stories I can tell about them. <3 I still need to find the third one.

http://www.pokecommunity.com/converse.php?u=40574&u2=58522

Scytheteen inudstries?
Learn some spelling, kthnkxbai.

How could this happen? Silly Scythe person...

It's going to change to something random every once in a while. So I'll have fun with it for a while.

AHHHHH, WHAT KIND OF SICK AND TWISTED PERSON ARE YOU!?!?!?

Goodbye, child o' noodle fantasies. Godspeed. :<

Shun away, boy. While I pretend to actually care. D;

I'M A MOD, IT'S JUST THE KIND OF THING WE DO. >:(

I TOTALLY EDITED YOUR MESSAGE BECAUSE IT SOUNDED SO WEIRD.

AND I DID IT BECAUSE I LOVE YOU SCYTHY.

hao u no mai mom

Scythe, what's going on with you?

Where'd you get that idea? x:

Ahh...totally my bad about the buttons. Regardless, I feel obligated to point out to you that I'm the one who's dumping the rifle; not the other way around. :x I'm not the type to break these things up over trivial stuff (I have needs, she has needs, and all that), but at some point you just feel that the other party should come meet you halfway with the compromising, you know? I mean, she wants me to oil her, clean out her pipe, and lug her about by a leather strap all day; I can respect that (heck, I even kind of enjoyed it at first); but thirteen times at the firing range and she still refuses to shoot me eleven out of twelve? Oh, Rebecca, Rebecca, Rebecca...we're just not connecting on a spiritual level. D=

So therefore...I am dumping her onto some poor sucker from the 2/08 contigent. Knowing her, she won't even mind as long as he learns which end of the oil brush goes where, the dirty little slattern. <.<

But...the multi-quote button, you say? REALLY? She's, like, my long-time love. Much obliged, my friend, much obliged. ^.^