THAT'S FOR EATING MY BIRTHDAY CAKE!!!

 

DYLAN, YOUR BETTER AT TELLING STORIES..GET IN HERE AND EXPLAIN!

*sigh* Gather round kiddies.

 

Once upon a time, it was Kathleen's birthday. I told her I would've sent her a cake in the mail, but it would've gotten all messy in transit. Kat then suggests that I send cake mix and instructions to someone in Canada to make it for her. Yet, I don't know anyone in Canada, so I suggested sending it to Barm. Kathleen liked this idea, and said she'd take that option if I got Barm to drop it off to her. Then I was all like,

 

hahaha I doubt it... he'd be all like, wtf... ooh cake mix, yummy! and nom it down >.<

 

Thus, the stabbing.

 

The End. :)

Wonderful story telling, much better than I would have done *is still mad at Barm*

Ugh, I don't want to defend Barm, so much as gripe about how it sometimes it sucks to be a guy. I've totally been punched in the chest for being a jerk in a girl's dream...

 

 

WTF how is that fair?

yes well, being a jerk is being a jerk, it doesn't matter if its a the movies in the dark, in a store in public in a private room or in her dream; if you're being a jerk your being a jerk and you should be happy that you only got punched in the chest.

 

Same thing goes for Barm, if he didn't want a stabbing he shouldn't have eaten my birthday cake!

And that's why being a guy sucks, because we have to live in reality

*stabs eclipse0 for poor trolling*

 

seriously, the guys vs girls troll? you are capable of so much more. . .

I prefer the me vs everyone troll. Even the odds

WhatisthisIdonteven

Youdon'tevenwhatbarm?

*stabs eclipse0 for poor trolling*

 

seriously, the guys vs girls troll? you are capable of so much more. . .

 

She started it for being mad about an imaginary cake...

Now I think I'm going to go make me a cake and eat it. Or perhaps just brownies. But if I'm gonna get stabbed, it might as well be over something I can enjoy.

*stabs eclipse0 for poor trolling*

 

seriously, the guys vs girls troll? you are capable of so much more. . .

 

She started it for being mad about an imaginary cake...

 

 

she stabbed him to remind us to say

 

Happy Birthday!

 

i know i've learned my lesson.

Hey. When I move to Canada to live with Barm, imagine what I'll be able to do. I could stab him for real if I wanted to (I don't, though). So all those mean and evil things you want to do to Barm? I'll do them for you.

Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy?

Yay!! Thank you Cindy! *hands you a very cheap prize* you win!

*virtual presents to you!*

 

lots of expensive ones, and stuff.

 

and a new pointy stabbity thing, cause you had to send one to barm.

(thanks, Reana, will you please make him wear the no-bark collar for a few months?)

I guess I missed directed my anger, really. I'm more angry that someone would assume you needed a reason to stab Barm.

i hear what you are saying, and i apologize for misunderstanding your very real feelings.

 

*stabs Barm on your behalf*

Ϲпасибо!

 

Наношу удар по-Русский!

*stabs the birthday girl* Be happy and all that birthday stuff.