1. Yes, I didn't fucking care whether you tucked it out or not.
2. There's apparently no such word as flatulopetic, fastuous, or ego-fucking-tastical. Oh, you're saying your Auntie claims those words are true? Okay, then your auntie is fatuous, and you're gibblemuckermandy and/or ollieballs.
3. Yeah, my script's pretty shit, actually. Jolyn had it run through really badly. But I'm not blaming it all on her. Your minds already have been corrupted by Click Five and High School Musical.
4. Like I knew you were there the second time.
5. So being crazy about PSL is talking to people from PSL. Fuck that, Ronald, I have a life.
6. Elija, don't forget to mention how ugly you are yourself.
7. I wasn't emo. I was bored. I was fucking angry at how bastards like you enter generic.
8. Good. Like I wanted to help you. Go carry it in your damn misery.
9. You know, its really fun. Like how much fun you have with flour. Scaring people isn't anything compared to playing with that.... that.... white stuff.
10. Inah, in your strange bizarreness, I can't play any song. But I can play 3 songs. Nausea, Blue Orchid, and Smoke in the Water (of course, duh).
11. Brainiac, yeah, I just found out what it is. Its not bad actually. But I wasn't fascinated by the custard/hair gel. But the hot water thing was awesome.
12. Lets see, pink accounts as a colour and an artist (P!nk). But Orange accounts as a colour, a fruit (yeah, a fucking fruit, haw haw trottle), and the main colour of the whole Dutch nation! See, that's 3-2.
13. Why would anyone change topic from talking about tying aprons to talking about Brainiac?
