I ponder for a moment how it is possible that a skeleton is alive and on my porch, then realize that my entire neighboorhood must be populated by skeletons or nyan cats or other creepy avatars and book a plane ticket to Antarctica, where I spend the rest of my life hiding in a cave.
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The pen is mightier than the sword. I keep the sword for the day I run out of ink.
if i behave weird in my post; it's not that i am weird actually. I like to pretend being weird just for the satisfaction of me and to make the community feel more normal. herpy herpy derp. btw, comic sans.