Conversation Between popsicles. and Gymnotide
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Too bad I ain't dead yet.
Let's go oogling other boys, sista.
*bleeds even more but doesn't cares*
It feels terrible. I hate you D:
*stabs popsongs.*
Yes you are. How does it feel?
*bleeds more*
why do you always kill my imagination D:
I'm turning you into a girl NAH
You must be delusional from losing all that blood...
There's no puddle if the blood flows into the gutters :|
I knew it.
*bleeds more*
woah, just look at that puddle of blood. I just hope nobody slips in it so they would hurt their head reallyreally badly and, you know, might die or sumthing and become an evil ghost who steals the ankle of *Dark* and hits it against Gymnotides head.
just look at that puddle D:
Correct as usual, King Friday.
WEEE I'm no guy no more :B
*bleeds*
you probably didn't shoot me so badly that I died, right.
I thought we were playing a game.
*shoots popsongs.*
i lost wut D : fillingspreeeeeeee
darn you, you perv with your pervertic mind D:
*throws stomach at Gymnotide's head with the help of Dark's ankle*
Nope, I'm keeping you alive, so I can play with your amazing body :B