Whatever. And in case you're wondering, I haven't blown up the club in anger and shame yet so it's still up. And screw the stupid "positions". We're just gonna be random and funny and retarded while sharing our fandom of Rayman and his friends.
Well don't ask probably equals really freaking wacky story that's unimportant. You know, at first I REALLY wanted to know but now just screw it. Nevermind.
weell my dad was walking through my room with ahammer in his hand slipped hit my computer on the front jamming the front panel half way into the main computer, then it started beeping acceleratingly and started blowing of sparks..............we decided to run heard a loud bang ran back in my computer engulfed in smoke in about twenty thousand pieces, plus monitor.
that was the horrifying day that Carl lost his life lest we forget, and two days ago my new shiny monitor came in and my old looking but stil new computersmelling lik highly flammable zombies
ALL YOUR PUDDING CAKES ARE BELONG TO US!!!!!*KSSSHHHHH*AHHHH WALT DISN--*KSSSHHHH*THER'S ONLY ONE WAY TO DEFEAT ANTI-ANTI- FLAME WITH FLAME!!!WE MUST-- *KSSSSHHHH*OMFG I R THANK YOU HARHARHAR .
well i'm off currently in the process of deleting my stuff buut don't worry i'll be gone soon for anyone of you who remembers me......*sigh* well. see you around bye