Metallic O'Dalek

I kept procrastinating on changing my name... Now I changed it. Yay. I think I will now end all posts/comments/whatever with [Anti-Munchkin Propoganda Here]. [Anti-Munchkin Propoganda Here]

By two to three days, depending where you live. Yeah. So... Seven BZP years... That means I joined when I was nine or ten... Seven years of my life that I can't decide if they were wasted or not... Help. =l

After school today, my mom took me to Best Buy, where I got me a new MP3 player to replace my previous Snoy Walkman which died, suspiciously right after the warranty expired. Go figure. Anyway, I now has a 16GB S-Series Sony Walkman. =D

I don't know what the show being discussed is, but I'd like to point out Stargate is technically Canadian...

I want a pet facehugger. Then when I get into an argument, and I'm losing, I could be all like "EAT FACEHUGGER, SCUM!" and throw it at my opponent, and that would be it. I'd win political arguments without fail, too! =D

That one always was really creepy... Threw off the construction of several towers of mine, too. >.<

I don't rate people with numbers... However, I'd put you somewhere between a hedgehog, or about a 5, and Kamelot, which is around a 10...

The Hunt For Red October and The Man From Snowy River are both epic soundtracks. =D

*exists in a semi-existent way*

That was the most adorable commercial ever~ I concur with this. Everyone at the party I went too said "D'aww" followed by all turning to me and demanding to know what I, as the sole person there not rooting for the Steelers, cared about such things. >.>

Tea is better than coffee. The letter C comes before T, and the alphabet is arranged in order of importance, therefore Tea is better. And if you think C is more important than T, you're wrong. If that was the case, Coffee would be better than Tea, but Coffee is worse than Tea. And if you still think it might be the other way around, you're reading the alphabet backwards. Another reason tea is better is that it takes more tasty cups of it to get the same caffeine buzz.

...How do you explain the anteater?

Does your commentary on Legolas' hair mean you're one of those fangirls that I have to shun? D=

You keep using that prefix. I do not think it means what you think it means.

Skippy, the Kangaroo of Love was deeply saddened. Since he was but a young kangaroo of three, he had had a habit of removing love from himself, working on the assumption he would always have enough to go around, and placing it in the hearts of those who needed it. But poor, poor Skippy; Alas, by the time he way twenty he had given all but twenty-five percent of his love away. He had always assumed that placing his love in the hearts of others would fill him with happiness at having helped his fellow sentient beings. But this was not true, for he found himself a lone island of cheer in a dark and hurtful world. His heart, he found, was dark and cold as obsidian, his feet even more so. It was with all this in mind that he opened the first business to deal in hearts and heartbreaks: Skippy’s Store O’ Hearts. His prices, he decided as a result of his cold and dark heart, would have to benefit him more than the customer. The store sold things as follows: Recognition from s/he whom you love, one hundred pecks. A passing “Hello, [insert name here]”, two hundred and fifty-three hugs. An “Oh, hi. How are you?” and following conversation, seven hundred hugs per every five minutes. Going out to coffee or some other such trivial meeting, one thousand, five hundred pecks. For a date, it was much more. Fifty thousand, nine hundred and seventy-six hugs, add nine hundred for every following date. By the time he had made his seventh sale, Skippy found he had been filled with all the love he had lost, with one difference. This time, he told himself, it’s all for me! I will not share my love with any other being on this planet, this solar system, this galactic arm, this galaxy, or this universe or anywhere else! It was this that triggered a change in Skippy. Somewhere deep down inside, a switch had been flipped. Within weeks, all sentience was lost, and Skippy became as those who had fallen in love with themselves before him. He wandered off into the wild, ignoring people as they called to him. One month later, he was caught in a trap, stuck in a cage, and shipped overseas to America. There he was placed in a pen in the San Diego Zoo, where he resides to this very day, a warning to all young humans and animals alike. A plaque on his cage reads “Skippy, Kangaroo of Love: Beware all ye who read this, you, too may become like this kangaroo, a once sentient being who fell in love with himself, lost all sentience, and was caught by hunters.”

I read this last night, but didn't respond until now. I still laugh out loud when I picture it... Kind of scary how that image came up in a dream, and I apparently woke up my mom and my sister by laughing in my sleep... O.o

Member's Name: Dalek Side: Good Strength: Grammar Weakness: Bad grammar Other: Has identity issues