| I live in a cardboard box in Joey Jordison's basement. I call myself an author and artist. Some call me a psychopath or The Girl Who Never Talks. Call me what you want. (but if you wish for the latter, please abbriviate to TGWNT. I'll know what you're talking about.) I have two older brothers and one step brtoher. Unfortunatly, none of them exist. Which just goes to show how weird I am. Which is one of the main reasons I got a deviantArt in the first place. I have an unhealthy obsession with Pokemon, and an annoying habbit of not finishing what I started. And that sounds wrong. |









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"Wait! I'm having one of those things! You know... A head ache with pictures!?"
"An idea?"
"YES!"
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Why? Because you're George... the caterer.
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no jokes, f*ck it, this is serious JIZZ!
avvie by SilverBirch
Ah, well, it's still brilliant. :3
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Why? Because you're George... the caterer.
It means me a lot.
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need a signature here!
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no jokes, f*ck it, this is serious JIZZ!
avvie by SilverBirch
Sorry, I really had to do that to someone. I have scoped you out as my victim.
I apologize, Spaniol.
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the author of this comment does not go about driving rollers into pools
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no jokes, f*ck it, this is serious JIZZ!
avvie by SilverBirch
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the author of this comment does not go about driving rollers into pools
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Just be lucky I haven't attcked you with lyrics from 80's metal songs.
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no jokes, f*ck it, this is serious JIZZ!
avvie by SilverBirch
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