[[char wins a fight what. TOO BAD IT'S OFFSCREEN OLOL]]

[rivalkidneypunch]

Not so tough without your guns to hide behind, are you, blondie?
I almost feel bad for beatin' up a helpless little faggot. Oh, no, wait. That's a lie.
Well, don't worry, I'll be sure to tell Biomech what a brave (limpwristed) fight you put up, even if you weren't defendin' her honor this time around.

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Things I like about Casper:

• She's freakin' hot. Look at her.
• She's a real barrel of monkeys to be around. It's amazin' how rare it is to find somebody who shares my idea of fun.
• She can really dance. I'm kinda glad we both dared each other to go to that lameass Prinplup's dance class.
• We really do click. I don't really play nice with others, so it's nice to have somebody I don't gotta be watchin' my back around.
• She puts up with my shit and I ain't got a goddamn clue why

Ways to tell Casper that without sounding like a retard:

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Other stuff I gotta do:

• Rasputin brought in another dead cat. (Where does he get these?) Go bury it or
• Actually I'm gonna put it in General Guy's gay tank
• goddamn I am awesome

 

Comments

[hardcoresurfer.livejournal.com]

*snort* I'm sure...

[blazinglizard.livejournal.com]

Shut up and go back to drownin' your insecurities in potato chips, lardass.

[hardcoresurfer.livejournal.com]

Isn't that what you do all the time, punk? I don't like them, and you know that.

[blazinglizard.livejournal.com]

Did I say potato chips? I meant pure, uncut lard.

[hardcoresurfer.livejournal.com]

*chuckles* Sounds like what you eat. Heh

[blazinglizard.livejournal.com]

"NO U," he says.

I am once again devastated by your razor wit, fatass.