09 Nov 12 UTC | Spring, 1: Grease |
09 Nov 12 UTC | Spring, 1: i guess you could say i'm the prince of persia |
09 Nov 12 UTC | Spring, 1: hi |
09 Nov 12 UTC | Spring, 1: i love how its ancient times but the units are tanks and warships |
09 Nov 12 UTC | Spring, 1: tanks were invented in 1 BC |
09 Nov 12 UTC | Spring, 1: i love how its ancient times but the units are tanks and warships |
09 Nov 12 UTC | Spring, 1: i love how i said that twice |
09 Nov 12 UTC | Spring, 1: Hi |
09 Nov 12 UTC | Autumn, 1: hi how are ya |
09 Nov 12 UTC | Autumn, 1: Cheeky like a Smalls |
09 Nov 12 UTC | Spring, 2: Pocket like it's hot |
09 Nov 12 UTC | Autumn, 2: Cheek it like de smalls |
09 Nov 12 UTC | Autumn, 2: le gasp xD |
12 Nov 12 UTC | Autumn, 4: BobNetxNancy |
12 Nov 12 UTC | Autumn, 4: Yes |
12 Nov 12 UTC | Autumn, 4: i'd llike 2 thank the academy |
12 Nov 12 UTC | Autumn, 4: On a triumphed and built morning, Kevo sat in the years before christ. It was Valentine's Day and he was all alone. His toenail ached in sorrow for the secret love that he could never share. How could he expect Rome to love someone with an exploded lip? Quickly, he began to recite a poem he had composed. "Ah, my love is like a deserted destroyed country, all on a summer's day. I wish my Rome would dance me, in his own defeated way..." "Do you?" Rome sat down beside Kevo and put his hand on Kevo's eye. "I think that could be arranged." Kevo gasped swiftly. "But what about my exploded lip?" "I like it," Rome said grossly. "I think it's ruined." They came together and their kiss was like a frog without a raincoat. "I love you," Kevo said frogly. "I love you too," Rome replied and pranced him. They bought a Nancy, moved in together, and lived nerdily ever after. |
13 Nov 12 UTC | Autumn, 4: Beautifully written |
13 Nov 12 UTC | Autumn, 4: but Kevo is Rome... |
13 Nov 12 UTC | Autumn, 4: that's the joke |