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Side showSugi: hi!
Sugi: can you do this? *Stands on head and dances a line dance on her hands * well?
Sayori: cock a doodle doo!!
Sayori: baa baa!!
Sugi: black sheep?
Sugi: uh have you any wool? *Holds out hand*
Sayori: no you fat ugly whore go away *slaps hand away*
Sugi: *twitch twitch* WHAT WAS THAT!? URGE TO KILL YOU IS BACK and Ill let it to!
Sayori: umm *drools* ooo shiny pret ty MINE!!
Sugi: Ahhh *starts running away*
Sayori: heh heh heh works like a charm every time hee hee
Sugi: *walks up behind Sayori* PURPLE MONKEYS hahahah idget
Sayori: *shaking * pur ple purple monk monk keys purple monkeys are going to eat my spleen *falls* ahhh
Sugi: *punches her*
Sayori: no neelps ym stop!
Sayori: my spleen spelled backwards
Sugi: oh. Wait. What? Oh never mind goodbye
Sayori: bye bye boo.
SP-STYLE- Normal? chp.1 South Park not normal- STYLE chp.1
He likes a girl, but I like him. He has a girl friend, I dont. He is tall, good looking, and has great hair, while I am shorter then most guys, not as good looking and I have a fro. I, Kyle, have been best friends with a guy named Stan Marsh sense as long as I can remember. Yes, I am a dude and yes, I was just talking about my best friend like that. Why would a dude be thinking things like what I just said about another dude you ask? Well, because I am in love with my best friend and I would be considered not normal for liking the same sex. How long have I had these feelings for my best friends, Stan? About 7 years. I am currently 16 almost 17. I was staring out the window in my cl
IowaIf you visit Iowa,
you'll call her fields empty,
but she wasn't born that way.
A part of her was carved out
when she was ripped between Virginia
and the purple mountains of New Mexico.
Her gold hair, she tore it out when she realized
it didn't make her a princess.
She laid her locks strung along every road
leading somewhere else.
White hairs on her cheeks
are scars from winter.
Her hair darkens with the dampness
of summer rains.
The storms are never silent,
but neither is life when there's a tear
in your childhood where
a parent ought to be.
I've been flooded by Iowa's sorrow.
The only way I can distract her from her own voided landscape
is if I hate myself harder than she cries.
She just wants to fly
and I want to bus or train,
not because I fear death, but because
I want to take living slow.
It's the only way I ever feel.
From the air it's hard to watch Earth's hips move.
But Earth can't compare to the country.
That's my girl.
Full grown even when harvesting season's j
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