"Urrrgh..."
*Beaumanoir Wsa On His 12th Glass Of Ulriks 'Black Death'*
"Ohhh.. I Think I Love You.. Get Out Of My Face..."
*He Was Taliking To An Empty Chair*
"Urrgh... Y'know.. I Need A Job! This Milatery Crap Ain't Goin No-where Mr. Cheese"
*He Was Now Talking To His Hand (Which Was In The Shape Of A Sock Puppet*
"Hehehe"
*He Stood Up And Stumbled Over To Ulrik...*
"Your My Beeestest Buddy, Y'know That Jim??"
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My pokemon bring all the boys to the yard, and they're like; you wanna trade cards? Damn right, I wanna trade cards, I'll trade this but not my Charizard.
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