It was on her cell phone and we were looking at pictures of her and then.. BAM.. penis.

I ahte Gerald for giving Ashteru the awesome robes that I made that I CALLED DIBS ON! I want those robes, Ashteru

I can't quite understand why you'd even take a picture of your/your boyfriend's penis in the first place, though I can maybe try. Even then, why would you keep it on your phone? Do you look at it when you get bored in class or something?

My sister's boyfriend took pictures of her in the shower and then emailed them to me. In the pictures, she looked so ticked off.... But I didn't know I'd gotten the email till SHE told me to check out the pictures her boyfriend had sent me. When I asked what it was she told me and I was like gross, why would he do that. And she was like cause it's funny!

Course, this is the same sister who got mad at her boyfriend not cause he went to the strip club for lunch, but because he didn't pick her up and take her with him.

... Yeah, I'm so going to look at peni while I'm in class now. I might like algebra better if I did so.

I never met either one of you but I love you both already

Bad cause it's a penis? Or bad cause it's a small penis?

It's not the size that counts!

Someone has been lying to you, then.

It's the shape. People tend not to like octagonal ones.

I hate that I'm at work. Cause, you see, every now and then I go check Noola's messages via the website - and there's one I REALLY want to respond to, but I can't till lunch time cause I can't log into the game till then!

/whine

I hate how I can't EXPLORE THE REST OF MOUNT ZOAKA EITHER BECAUSE OF A DAMN WALL OF LAVA OR BECAUSE IT'S SO WELL HIDDEN I CAN'T FIND IT.


Edit: OMFG. I hate my curse. Every time I look at something, it'll have a double number, a triple number, all-same number, whatever. 600 = bad. Even, flat, etc.

333= bad.

300= bad.

And I just noticed my posts = 111.

I hate how, lunch finally comes, I finish eating, I log in for a few minutes to answer that message and send another off and then I'm ordered to Celest to help stop a raid. Ordinarily I drop everything if I can and go help fight - and die, but I go cause I want to help.

Well today I couldn't. I'm at work. I've only got a few minutes left of my lunch. My boss just got back in town and has already come by and bugged me twice.... no THREE times while I've been on lunch. Explaining to him that I can't look at whatever website he wants me to look at or do whatever he wants me to do because I'm defending the Plane of Celestia from the Magnagoran Horde wouldn't go over to effing well.

When someone says they they CAN'T that means they CAN'T. I'm sorry, really. I wanted to and I felt horrid not being able to.

They are so cozy. =)

Don't be sorry, if someone orders you to go defend and they don't understand you can't, they're retarded or don't have any life and deserve a smacking in RL.

In other words, welcome to Celest!

I like Celest though. And once I explained via Tells they were like, "Oh. Ok then." But other people would yell my name and order me up there, so I'd have to send someone else a Tell. Then someone else would.

Don't mind me. I just had my troll moment, hence the picture.

Trolling threads a day keeps... something away.

Space monkeys? Does it keep the space monkeys away?

No. Only tinfoil does that, but only if it's painted cyan.