Originally posted by Harlequin@Mar 31 2004, 06:20 AM
fine, since no one remembers me or seems to give a flying fuck, I put it in my sig. This was getting damn annoying Not like you guys will remember me anyway lol
Fashionruler! Holy fuck of course I remember you!! I always thought you didn't like me. You did the post with the "Guess what" and we all guessed, and you got mad and told everyone to stop guessing but no one would. Kevin guessed "apple freakin cider" and you said no. But you liked him so you didn't get mad at him. You said in the end that it doesn't apply any more and that's why you were upset.
Originally posted by four+Mar 30 2004, 07:59 PM--<table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'<tr<tdQUOTE (four @ Mar 30 2004, 07:59 PM)</td</tr<tr<td id='QUOTE'<!--QuoteBegin-Tora@Mar 30 2004, 10:51 AM
dont worry, no one noticed when i came back either.
I did, you are a thorn in my side in debates on occasion.[/b][/quote]
Heh, why thank you. I'm a thorn in many people's sides during debates. Did you knwo that in the Conservative Party Youth I am now referred to the antichrist and they are trying to suspend my membership in the party?
Wheee. I'm Hyper-Emo.
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My hair doesnt look like that anymore. lol. But really. that's why they think of me as one... may be paranoid but I heard someone whisper it. I spike it in the back now and that's very short.
Well those answer my questions : P
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But really though, who would want to show off something icky like that? : P They stay away from me because of my not talking to anyone. I always look at my feet.
Plus, that statement about someone whispering:
Called Sarcasm.
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"Passion is the source of our finest moments. The joy of love, the clarity of hatred, and the ecstasy of grief."