justsoyouknow

:::strolls up to counter::: Whiskey. Rocks...if you got 'em.

I'm getting no loving here, so I'll drown my sorrows at your pub.

.....what about me?

When you're with me, it's safe to come anywhere. Metaphorically AND literally. *zing~!* Zack, you've gotta stop explaining my inuendo to the ladies for me. It's hurting my flow.

When you're with me, it's safe to come anywhere.

I found Superstar in the study with the candlestick.

Wasn't I supposed to be involved in some sort of tryst or something? What ever happened to that?

:::backs up while snapping fingers as Caboose and Zack circle each other:::

"Shit, Royal Blue's here, don't say anything."

They told you that? I must have cut that day. Matter of fact I cut most days. They also tell us that the friends we make now are going to be our friends for the rest of our lives.

WHAT? I thought that high school and real life were like mirror images of each other? If that's not true...then why do they tell us that high school prepares us for real life? I don't know what to think anymore. Because if you can survive high school, you can survive anything. Not good with dripping sarcasm, are we?

So what am I so afraid of?

WHAT? I thought that high school and real life were like mirror images of each other? If that's not true...then why do they tell us that high school prepares us for real life? I don't know what to think anymore.

Just wanted to add something: you're hot. You're automatically popular, no matter what.

Hell yes it does.

Tomorrow night, there's some lesbian pudding wrestling going on at my friend's house, which means that we're all getting drunk and watching girls in various states of undress fight. Now, there will be videocameras and the such present, but I'm just wondering...if I took pictures on my digital camera, would you guys care to see them? And, if so, where would I post them? Remember...10 lesbians. Wrestling. Pudding. Naked.

From that sentence, I'm guessing you're Bob Barron. WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! Royal Blue...you move me.

*sniff* Nobody loves me...............wait.......*looks in mirror* I love me.......how you doing big guy? :::makes kissy face:::

Actually, I farted. Close, though.

Downhome?

I see the resemblance Pssssst...you spelt "Zack" wrong. And Canadian Chick...I'm aware that David Schwimmer is from Friends. But what did that have to do with what I said, other than that I used the word "friends"? And...how you doin'?

You know, if someone called me Magnum, I'd take it as a compliment. Maybe he's trying to make friends? Friends, eh. You just HAD to bring up the David Schwimmer thing again, didn't you? David Schwimmer thing?

You know, if someone called me Magnum, I'd take it as a compliment. Maybe he's trying to make friends?

Hmmm...you look so good when you talk forcefully. Go mack on Buffybeast or something. You're too late to muscle in on this one, boy. Buffybeast isn't my type. Then go after Marney. I'm sure you can crack the Lesbian Conversion Code. It's like the Konami code, you just have to substitute sexual positions in place of up, down, left, and right. Marney would just use big words to make fun of me. How about YOU go after Marney? I mean, CC and I are much closer in age...and you did really good on the APUSH exam, so you and Marney could talk about history. I think that's a much better match. You could probably convince Marney to go to a rave with you, too.

^ Oh man, you said, "Godd"! :::points and laughs:::