ESTONIA HAS THE HIGHEST RATIO OF PEOPLE WITH BOOBS TO PEOPLE WITHOUT BOOBS IN THE WORLD
is this a fact
Yes, it is a fact.
And no, you would be adopting Imi the fourth, who would be a clone of you and MIko incubated in a machine. Somehow, in Estonia, this is less likely to result in Miko's death than if you incubated a clone in a machine in any other country.
I remember Imi telling me that he was a lot like his father and his father's father; both of whom have similar personalities to Imi; and both of which really didn't want children.
In keeping with the tradition; I call Imi's father's father Imi I, Imi's father Imi II, and Imi himself is Imi III.
Well, you told me that and now it is part of my headcanon, and as a peasant not ruling any kingdom, dukedom, barony, nation, principality, state, County, or any other land or title or anything at all; your word on the subject is less reputable than mine.
Ugh, Sweden, I just learned, hates religion; and so does Denmark and Norway and Finland.
Why, Scandinavia, Why? You mean so much to me. Your cultures are so great, you love books so much, why do you hate the scripture?
I'm moving to Somaliland.
Remind me never to look up Wikipedia's statistics on nations; they make me want to destroy countries and sometimes kill myself (So, I'll never be accepted in Sweden? The land I love so much hates that which defines my life?).
Except not really, I never want to kill myself; I only contemplate it in the same way one would contemplate eating poop or sticking poison oak in your eye.
It just means I feel despair towards the world and feel banned from my imagined paradise of vikingness.
Fun fact: I discovered "What What in the Butt" (the song) via the "leaves the stove on" Youtube Poop sub-meme. And when I first attempted to parse the lyrics, I thought they were "I say what what, in the fuck?!".
A C-list actress and performer got in trouble for doing blackface for halloween.
Considering that I've never heard of her before today, I'd almost think it was a scheme for increasing her visibility. But no, it seems she legitimately didn't think of how bad the fallout would be.
And a reminder to future people: Never search crazy eyes on google.
My friend, do you remember when we role-played together in that fighting forum game with gamespazzer as the mentor of the group, and there were five or six of us, and Conversation Starter was one of the ones in the group? Well, my special ability in that game was throwing things, anything, even cars and tgings that weren't even there, remember that? I could throw health dispensers and ammunition from nothing, making me the pack mule and medic? That game?
Well, sometime in the game, I lost my legs in one of the fights (luckily, after that I was able to just float in the air by virtue of throwing myself constantly).
Well, in that game, when I lost my legs, you said, "well, now you don't have to make sure your socks match anymore."
That was the moment you were first cute to me`
(posted from Dad's Ipod, please forgive spelling errors.)
Sleeping is best when you are completely solid and all your thermal energy is going to temperature and warmth instead of changing your physical state. Stone is better than scales for this.
So, Medusa, can you hit me up with a higher melting point?
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*bangs coconuts together and walks to Canada with Pillows*
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is this a fact
And no, you would be adopting Imi the fourth, who would be a clone of you and MIko incubated in a machine. Somehow, in Estonia, this is less likely to result in Miko's death than if you incubated a clone in a machine in any other country.
Also, theremins.
In keeping with the tradition; I call Imi's father's father Imi I, Imi's father Imi II, and Imi himself is Imi III.
I may have inherited my introverted disposition from them, though.
Reimumobile
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Why, Scandinavia, Why? You mean so much to me. Your cultures are so great, you love books so much, why do you hate the scripture?
I'm moving to Somaliland.
Remind me never to look up Wikipedia's statistics on nations; they make me want to destroy countries and sometimes kill myself (So, I'll never be accepted in Sweden? The land I love so much hates that which defines my life?).
Except not really, I never want to kill myself; I only contemplate it in the same way one would contemplate eating poop or sticking poison oak in your eye.
It just means I feel despair towards the world and feel banned from my imagined paradise of vikingness.
Good gosh.
Resurgam
Bye everyone
-hugs Yarrun-
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Well, my special ability in that game was throwing things, anything, even cars and tgings that weren't even there, remember that? I could throw health dispensers and ammunition from nothing, making me the pack mule and medic? That game?
Well, sometime in the game, I lost my legs in one of the fights (luckily, after that I was able to just float in the air by virtue of throwing myself constantly).
Well, in that game, when I lost my legs, you said, "well, now you don't have to make sure your socks match anymore."
That was the moment you were first cute to me`
(posted from Dad's Ipod, please forgive spelling errors.)
Dang it! It's not getting through!
*this loses coolness points 8ecause do you know how hard it is to flip snakehair like that*
So, Medusa, can you hit me up with a higher melting point?