*shakes soup out of hair* THE BERSERKING HAS BEGUN! *throws a juicy tomato at AquaMarine, before slamming Irish's face into some Prinsesstårta (Swedish princess cake)*
This guy is so evil you could put him in between two slices of bread and call him an evil sandwich.
Four kinds of people I hate most in life. 1. People who use a preposition to end a sentence with. 2. People who can't count. 3. People who think it's 'clever' to quote ironic phrases.
The bird that would soar above the level plain of tradition and prejudice must have strong wings. It is a sad spectacle to see the weaklings bruised, exhausted, fluttering back to earth. — Kate Chopin, The Awakening
You're done for now Gsp! *chases and nails with gucuamole and crushed tortilla chips*
*sprays Gsp with whipped cream* Moo hahahah!
