*drives a car like a thrill ride: no-handed*

I do that sometimes; not actually all that hard.

I do it... Tis fun!

Also not hard in corners?

I don't use legs or telekinetic abilities either.

I only use typing abilities.

I guess that explains why you're in the hospital with multiple shattered bones.

What? I'm not. I never drove a car, you know. I'm only fifteen.

Ah, right, "plausible deniability" *snort*

That's okay, it's also possible that typing "plausibly" lead to the hospital as well, if you consider the fact that he's here....

He's not here, he just thinks he is. If thinking it could make it so, then you would all be smoking ruins.

*smokes some ruins* like that?

*** klig (mascara@ACA67DF1.ipt.aol.com) has joined #hellmasker

*** ChanServ sets mode: +o klig

<Mego_CrayonServ> hey mike

<sey> hi mike.

* sey smokes a klig.

<klig> damn, i feel popular

<klig> damn, i feel smoked

<klig> hello

<WTD> lol

<WTD> hola mike

<Mego_CrayonServ> jeez, mel, that's even worse for your health than cigarettes

<klig> yo

<sey> cheaper.

<Mego_CrayonServ> true, true

<sey> >:)

<klig> hey, if manson can smoke bones, she can smoke me

whhoooaa... that's some trippy stuff... I can't even read right...

That's just the lack of a proper education talking.

And a lack of proper brain cells.

Sold him defective ones, did you? *reports Ick to the Better Bitchiness Bureau*

Thought you were gonna go with better brain beureau...

Didn't have the same similarity of sound as business -> bitchiness. Also, stupid.

Well I do have defective brain cells.

And tonsils, and capillaries, and gonads, and ligaments, and... well, just about everything.

Well the nads are fine...

Oh? *loads the staple gun*

So hateful.

And yet everyone comes back for more. 'Splain that, Lucy.