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Edited by Silent: 12/24/2016 6:52:34 AM[spoiler]When I was younger I had a pet mouse.[/spoiler] [spoiler]She ate my brother's pet mouse.[/spoiler] [spoiler]My brother's pet mouse was tan with a white belly.[/spoiler] [spoiler]Her name was twinkie.[/spoiler] [spoiler]Her insides weren't very creamy.[/spoiler]
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¿¡Que pasaaaaaaa?!
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Salutations! What can I do yah for?
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Hay \😐
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That's what I am
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Hello, friend.
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Um...K?
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Ave Mussolini
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I'm doing meh. How's you?
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Ohhh herro
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Hello there ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°). Just stopping by to say hi. But between you and I [spoiler]I'm a pretty cool guy.[/spoiler]
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You can sit on username anytime
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Hello.
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Ciao [spoiler] Whenever I get a package of plain M&Ms, I make it my duty to continue the strength and robustness of the candy as a species. To this end, I hold M&M duels. Taking two candies between my thumb and forefinger, I apply pressure, squeezing them together until one of them cracks and splinters. That is the “loser,” and I eat the inferior one immediately. The winner gets to go another round. I have found that, in general, the brown and red M&Ms are tougher, and the newer blue ones are genetically inferior. I have hypothesized that the blue M&Ms as a race cannot survive long in the intense theater of competition that is the modern candy and snack-food world. Occasionally I will get a mutation, a candy that is misshapen, or pointier, or flatter than the rest. Almost invariably this proves to be a weakness, but on very rare occasions it gives the candy extra strength. In this way, the species continues to adapt to its environment. When I reach the end of the pack, I am left with one M&M, the strongest of the herd. Since it would make no sense to eat this one as well, I pack it neatly in an envelope and send it to M&M Mars, A Division of Mars, Inc., Hackettstown, NJ 17840-1503 U.S.A., along with a 3×5 card reading, “Please use this M&M for breeding purposes.” This week they wrote back to thank me, and sent me a coupon for a free 1/2 pound bag of plain M&Ms. I consider this “grant money.” I have set aside the weekend for a grand tournament. From a field of hundreds, we will discover the True Champion. There can be only one. [/spoiler] [spoiler] ...a casual loop within this toggler's mechanism suggests that the toggling process somehow binds space and time into... [/spoiler]
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Hi lol
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My daughter pinched her finger in her closet door hinge today. Spent an hour consoling her in my rocking chair singing the shapes song by bob the train. Loved every minute of it. She fell asleep after 30ish minutes.
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Edited by VicariousSage18: 12/24/2016 12:37:31 AMoh hi. I browse Reddit a lot, so if you wanna add me on it, that'd be cool
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Edited by LEGI0N of 0ne: 12/24/2016 12:15:31 AMGreetings. I am the Monitor of Installation-04. I am 343 Guilty Spark. Someone has released the Flood. My function is to prevent it from leaving this Installation, but I require your assistance. Come. This way...
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Edited by autimsoid: 12/23/2016 11:54:11 PMHi, I am the star boss of the popular video game bloodborne, I am iconic for having a rather large left arm, which I achieved through... [i]natural[/i] means... Yeah... All those mean people in capes laugh at me for being easy ;-; but one day I'm gonna watch the world burn (for the low price of 20$ for the dlc) If you don't understand this it's okay.. Just know that you're missing out because bloodborne > life
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Hello. I'm an intergalactic space turtle cast adrift in time and am taking refuge in this "internet." Please send help. I am on the outskirts of The Milky Way.