--------------------------------------------------------------------------- *Cartman has another flashback* Kyle: Dude, what the hell's wrong with you? Cartman: I don't know. It's like my brain just keeps....jacking off. /--\
7 days? damn! I was thinking more "3 days"........ thats a relief, I can actually fit in some more things to do before I die:
1. Go skiing off mount etna 2. Wrestle sharks in the south pacific 3. Lose my virginity to a moose or antelope 4. Destroy all my enemies 5. Eat cantalope... 6. Sit outside the window of a gym eating pizza laughing at all the fat people 7. Reinact "Oceans 11" in a real bank
the next person is drunk at the moment
--------------------------------------------------------------------------- Here he sits on his lonesome again, a common sight to see, this prospect-less man, cold and alone, begging his soul to be free,