No hugs for me, please.

 

*Burns all flowers in sight*

*hugs*

oh, god, what have I done?

 

*stabs*

Really?

 

The point was rather that you would actually be dead.

 

But meh

...

 

:-\

 

Far is Far too nice. Geddit.

*Stabs himself with millions of daggers*

 

Why do they keep breaking?

 

*Shoots himself instead*

 

Ouch, that hurts a lot more.

:'(

*Is bleeding to death*

 

Help me. That hurt a lot more than in the movies.

Now I am confused. Who is dieing here?

Ohh, ok.

 

*Goes back to dieing*

*Goes limp as he takes his last breath*

*lifts head*

 

oh now you get help

I dont think I am going anywhere.

 

*Points down to where his legs are suppose to be*

 

As you can tell, I shot myself with a shotgun.

*Wiggles whats left of his legs*

 

Hey look blood, yay.

Its so red.

Sorry I dont like doctors, so no doctor for me.

Dont try and trick me women. I can tell by his lab coat and stethiscope.

*Knowing she has never read any of my deathmatches he decided to toy with her, but the games over now*

 

Hey look what I can do!!!

 

*Covers himself with his metal armor (its kind of like a second skin)*

 

*She turns around to see his new shinny fisique and watches in amazement*

 

*As his armor covers his body his legs begin to reform*

 

*She faints but as she comes to she begins to think it was all a dream because he has no armor now and his legs are like brand new*

 

 

*slinks*

 

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