Thirty paces, sir. At the drop of Ms. Cindy's scarlet handkerchief.

 

Hiyo, Dice!

One

... THREE.

 

 

Tim will accept no slander, sir.

Hello Hiarth :)

Two is crying now

There, there Number Two. You were the most important number of all. Tim had to make his opponent believe there would be a countdown and you did your part splendidly, Two.

 

Have some otters, you blessed number.

 

*salutes Ayla*

 

Good morning!

thirty and go.

But my tiger has already spent his load!

 

*steps and draws*

 

may the taint lend your tiger strength.

Balls.

 

you may need some Star Wars for this crowd :)

 

If you go to the YouTube page, you can click on the ending you'd like.

the ending Id like?

Turning to shot, both people hit with there guns.

 

 

The damage is catastrophic.

 

But one man is left standing who could it be. Oh may God it is Tim, Tim has made it through.

 

but wait what is this

 

Tim has just calapsed as well, that goodness that this pokemon battle went well, but it looks as though both side have fainted.

 

 

Tim is getting back up, he has 1 HP, and Shadar is still down for the count, The winner is Tim.

*Snaps awake*

 

That was a weird dream, wait a minute, i feel different.

 

OH GOD I AM SANE.

 

http://nooooooooooooooo.com/

Well, that escalated quickly.

it's going to be cold and it's going to be grey and its going to

last the rest of your life

better than Monday

I like Monday.

I'd post the song but I'm on 3G

Forget Monday, the weekend is better,,, Especially Sunday (Bloody Sunday)

 

I am not a weekend person. I enjoy coming to work every morning, early and on time. I even have a chipper little smile for all the morning people.

 

The weekend is for sloth and decadence and that will never do.

 

*does hair up in a schoolmarm's bun and wears a fierce, unyielding disposition*