The next person is a mod who will lock this topic lol
--------------------------------------------------------------------------- *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. /--\
yep..... cant think of anything to write about it *goes forwards in time to see what somebody else writes about it* goes back to the present..... GOT IT! "Cheese Sandwitch!"..... err.. I dunno what that was supposed to men, but meh
next person is fed up with this topic
--------------------------------------------------------------------------- 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,
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