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~I am one with the pony.~
~Eat the ear.~
~Kiss the gnomes.~
~Frolick with a tangerine.~
~Kill the parakeets.~
~Piano and voice are nice.~
~Drop me in a vaulting lift and die.~
~I'm going to hell. Where's my complementary handbasket?~
~My bunny can beat up your bunny and still eat paper towels afterward.~
~My capybara is asthmatic.~
~Rocky Horror groupies make me want to "take Charles Atlas by the... hand..." (and that's a good thing... I think...).~
~I'm a repressed and pissed alto (don't be alarmed, this happens naturally to altos in a chorus setting). ::Bites random sopranos & and a certain music teacher *cough*prejudicedbitch*cough*:: I wonder why the entire madrigal choir has rabies... DANCE-OFF!~
~Don't make me show you Sekai no Hate. Bi-atch.~
~Don't hate. Medicate [with theraflu]. Uh, yeah. That could be kinda kinky. Word.~
~"Jesus is not a member of this chorus. Surrender that. Oh, dear. This is where the orchestra goes crazy. Who wants to be mediocre? I'm getting steamed."~
~We-all-live-in-a-yellow-submarine. Chords on 'Pizza.' Arabesques while riding bikes. Unstuffing the monkey. Jump & chase. Farm/giblets. Crop + whip = crip. Toilets + showers = Shoilets. Mr. Sandman. Smile & nod. The chocolate mint is coming! Gasoline, Uncle Mike, and bonfire just don't mix. We found a gnome house! Uncle Mike's explaination of why so many string players were Asian. Alli-gay-gay! Partis in the 'lympics.~
~From K-Po's Internat'l Radio/Talk -
Heeello, my name is Wilber!
...lobster wiener dog chowder...
Si, creo en gnomes.
Is it acceptable to eat the cheese not touching the noodle?
Horrible, horrible, horrible. This is so awful, I'm GONNA DIE!
...in a loud, FORTISSIMO, tone...
...cheese that was INDEED not touching the noodle.
...more apt to catch rabies...
Let's say you had tight jeans.
Konnichiwa, to you! www.needhelp.kellypo.com/www.suckytruffles.kellypo.com
Well isn't this simple? You could make them for gifts, if you're the thrifty type.
Ciao!~
~I like to move it, move it. Ai ai ai, I'm your little butterfly. Come on everbody, move your body. And other vaulting techno. Not to mention, zucchini, the coffee leg, the giraffe, Strindberg & Helium, ginger snaps, the macarena/matrix, 'it's only Tristan!', hiding behind barrels, laughing too much during team kur, cow prods, eating horse electrolytes to see if they REALLY tasted like apple (no, they didn't), the "VIP" barrel, Bandit's "lamenesses", I can smell your spicy brains!, British accents, "No... I mean, wait... YES. Conform, consume, obey!" (indoctrinating Adrienne w/ Mr. Snaffleburger), Caitlin's ankle :'(, Tristan: the amazing ball of disease :'(, our struggle to run-in properly, Nationals '04...~
~I'm a music theory me...- "Did you just hear that? Is there a pterodactyl in here?"
"Eggy!"
"Henry!"
"Let's go down/let's get high/c3!"
::phone rings:: "Where's Henry? Imagine if he came running in here."
"Jesus Christ, John. It's SO MESSY. Aw, John."
"I can't see the board." ::crash::
Men theory/augmen/mensil
"Does everyone in the school know about Henry and New Year's Eve?" "YES."
"Can we learn techno?"
"I own the Bon Voyager CD."
"I wrote Josh Jones loves gay men on the board. Josh crossed out "gay", so now it says Josh Jones loves men."~
~I love Mary McCormick, Julie Keville, and Christoph Lensing!~

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