Burn

Suffer the children no more; just nuclear the school.

... BURN IN PURGATORY, YOU MINIONS OF HELL, AND LEAVE US BE IN PEACE.

I'm the sane one.

It's 12 in the morning and it's a school day ... I've even got a lit test tomorrow. Yet, I'm writing this.
Someone please knock some sense into my gutter, I've really got to stop procrastinating. It's gonna kill me some day...

Anywhoo, We're currently working on an original slash fiction and we'll probably post it here. It'll be up in FictionPress too, under the same username of course. So please support and review ~~ We'll offer you cookies and cream! and milk tooo!

All hail Whimisus! Thane of Fawdor! oh shit, its cawdor isnt it? blah... to hell with macbeth

Till then, my friends, shall we meet again. When the hurlyburly's done and the test lost and won.

When in doubt...

Ram yourself against the wall and then go where your feet take you.

...even if it means ramming into another wall.

RUN!

The wax noodles (using maggie mee as their cover name) are invading Earth via waxing our insides! run for you life!

*dies*

And the world ended

in mass chaos due to the fact that the oreos, being Twisted, and Licked, and then Dunked, decided that they would no longer suffer said atrocities in slience. Thus they waged war on the world, and it was a war to behold. However, General Someone overcame all adversities, and finally conquered over the oreos. He was hailed as a great hero.

and the oreos?... they became bars.


(i blame this on a humourous translation of the one-winged angel song in FFVII.)
"Oreos are now upon us~"

Oh dear.

We are whimsical

warn you.. it takes a million braincells just to get things right....