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[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Me: I'll link you, Van.

http://ivianathesignpainter.wordpress...

[[deleted user]]

Me: Okies.

I JUST NOMMED OFF A BUNNY HEAD, HAHAHA.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Me: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9GS1xR...

[[deleted user]]

Me: *clicks*

So my mom came home...and this is what she saw:
Mom: *walks into house* *looks at me* ...
Me: *drowsy from Nyquil* :} Hai mamiiii. *is on floor with man-made waterfall and Styrofoam* I got hu-hungry. *points to discarded package of ramen*
Mom: ...I'll get you some food.
Me: *woozily* OK.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Me: xD Nice.

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Me: I DIDN'T KNOW NYQUIL MADE YOU SLEEPY. >-> LIKE, INSANELY SLEEPY.

LAWL, HANK. I would so take the Peeps from him.

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Me: Nice.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Me: I'VE NEVER HAD NYQUIL.

IKR? I'm trying to find the one where he eats the peeps.

[[deleted user]]

Me: XD Oh, Hank.

I GET SICK ALL THE TIME. e-O I GET SICK SO MUCH WE KNOW THE STAGES BY HEART:
Stage 1:
-Sneezing
-irritable
Stage two:
Properly dubbed: The Needy Stage.

...I need to save this for a blog. xD

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Me: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ptjMRD...

XD YOU DOES.

[[deleted user]]

Me: LOL I'MMA WRITE IT NOW. xD

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Me: YES~ :D

[[deleted user]]

Me: ROFLMFAO THE PUNK ROCKERS TOOK THE PEEPS. xDDDDDD

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Me: LAWLYESSS. :3

[[deleted user]]

Me: I love Peeeeeeps. ^^ I've eaten them forever.

I ALSO LIKE CHOCOLATE BUNNIES. :D

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Me: I LAHVES THEM TOOO.

I likes chips.

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Me: YEI. Everyone I know doesn't. D:

OH, I'M NOT ALLOWED TO HAVE MANY CHIPS.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Me: awws.

O>O WHYZ?

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Me: I WANT AN ARMY OF PEEP-LOVING, PUPPY-SIZED ELEPHANTS. :3

They make my mouth feel weird. o-o

[[deleted user]]

Me: How can chips make your mouth feel weird??

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Me: Hrm... It might be one of the various chemicals in them. ;-;

SAME.

[[deleted user]]

Me: The same way shrimp gives me an upset stomach.
Lucas: So she has no idea.
Me: YUP.

LOL, PEEP BUNNIES ON HANK'S GLASSES.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Me: Fishhhieee.
Grounds?

YES~

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Me: Oh, I have to go reply to all the posts I owe. e.e In every group. Uggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhh~

I CRACKED UP.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Me: Rawr~

PEEPS FTW.

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Me: YES.
Robin: o.o
Me: No, Robin, not Peeps F/ck The World.
Robin: Oh, okay...

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Me: BAHAHA. xD
Bennett: ... Or maybe they do. You'll never know.

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Robin: OCullen: -.- NICE JOB, BENNETT, YOU JUST TRAUMATIZED THE GOD OF PANIC'S DAUGHTER. THOSE PEEPS ARE GOING TO 'F' YOU NEXT.

BTW, spell check changes your name to Benetta. *cracks up*
Me: ...xD

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Bennett: e3e shut it, Cullen.
Cassidy: Peeps don't have a gender, nor are they alive, so therefore they can't do that. -.-
Me: Slow posties >_<

[[deleted user]]

Me: 'Tis kay.
Cullen: ;-; Mehyyyheybeyhenyhehehehehhhhhhh yes they can.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Cassidy: Care to explain, then?
Anfisa: Explain what?
Me: :3

[Jo]

Me: Hai.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Me: Hey~

[[deleted user]]

Me: Hey.

[[deleted user]]

Me: SORRY I LEFT.

I HAD TO SHOW EVERYONE MY EPIK WATERFALL. :3

[Jo]

Francesca:
Macavity's a Mystery Cat: he's called the Hidden Paw--
For he's the master criminal who can defy the Law.
He's the bafflement of Scotland Yard, the Flying Squad's despair:
For when they reach the scene of crime--Macavity's not there!

Macavity, Macavity, there's no on like Macavity,
He's broken every human law, he breaks the law of gravity.
His powers of levitation would make a fakir stare,
And when you reach the scene of crime--Macavity's not there!
You may seek him in the basement, you may look up in the air--
But I tell you once and once again, Macavity's not there!

Macavity's a ginger cat, he's very tall and thin;
You would know him if you saw him, for his eyes are sunken in.
His brow is deeply lined with thought, his head is highly doomed;
His coat is dusty from neglect, his whiskers are uncombed.
He sways his head from side to side, with movements like a snake;
And when you think he's half asleep, he's always wide awake.

Macavity, Macavity, there's no one like Macavity,
For he's a fiend in feline shape, a monster of depravity.
You may meet him in a by-street, you may see him in the square--
But when a crime's discovered, then Macavity's not there!

He's outwardly respectable. (They say he cheats at cards.)
And his footprints are not found in any file of Scotland Yard's.
And when the larder's looted, or the jewel-case is rifled,
Or when the milk is missing, or another Peke's been stifled,
Or the greenhouse glass is broken, and the trellis past repair--
Ay, there's the wonder of the thing! Macavity's not there!

And when the Foreign Office finds a Treaty's gone astray,
Or the Admiralty lose some plans and drawings by the way,
There may be a scap of paper in the hall or on the stair--
But it's useless of investigate--Macavity's not there!
And when the loss has been disclosed, the Secret Service say:
"It must have been Macavity!"--but he's a mile away.
You'll be sure to find him resting, or a-licking of his thumbs,
Or engaged in doing complicated long division sums.

Macavity, Macavity, there's no one like Macacity,
There never was a Cat of such deceitfulness and suavity.
He always has an alibit, or one or two to spare:
And whatever time the deed took place--MACAVITY WASN'T THERE!
And they say that all the Cats whose wicked deeds are widely known
(I might mention Mungojerrie, I might mention Griddlebone)
Are nothing more than agents for the Cat who all the time
Just controls their operations: the Napoleon of Crime!

That was to Anfisa.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Anfisa: o.o
Me: ... Again, that was a bit mature for her.

[Jo]

Me: Actually not. It's part of T.S Elliott's few rhyme's for children.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Me: mmkay so I' over thinking things.

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Me: SORRY, I HAD DINNER.

AND I HAD POTATOES.

PURPLE POTATOES. O

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Me: Gotta go soon.
NICE VAN.

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Me: D: Awwwww.

I choked because I'd never seen/heard of purple potatoes before. xD

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Me: And by soon I mean now. ;-;

LAWLNICE.

[Jo]

Me: BAI IVI.

Hi, Van.

[[deleted user]]

Me: AW BAI.

:#3

HEY JO.

[Jo]

Me: Brb, gotta sweep my room.

[[deleted user]]

Me: Otay.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Me: roar.

[Kat, Goddess of Dramatic Exits and Strawberry Yogurt]

Me; WHY IS EVERYONE DEAD?!

[Lightfeather ☼☺♥]

Me: Huh?