Unless you're looking for potatoes. Um...presumably not. My space-sombrero requires coordinates.
I love potatoes!!! Presumably not??? But you have no evidence, Sir! 7p4 87quid by 35t 95tjpj
I don't, I only harbor such feelings towards other human beings, and the occasional USB. My space-sombrero took the coordinates. Now to see where it takes me.
Actually, I tried to, and the parents did say no. Yeah, I've heard it's cringy.
So think of curling like the shuffleboard to tennis' ping pong.
Well if your parents say so 'probs best to just do as they say. Don't you think? That's what I heard. It's really bad from what I hear.
I don't know shuffleboard either. I know tennis and ping pong, though!
I might just watch it in college, but yeah, for now. Eventually one of us shall probs be forced to watch it, and we CON tell the other all about it then.
Level 5: Maximum-security Permanent lock down Prisoners: Boomer2K, Nexo81, Darkclaw, ESAanimals ? a.m. (Provided timestamp now believed to be inaccurate, but events are believed to have transpired after noon)
Without going into boring details, the little group reached the fifth floor down with the now ever-classic us vs them conflicts. On the way the little band now discussed their various talents ranging from the incredibly outstanding, to the less than attention grabbing, but no less formidable. The former being Boomer who could leach chemicals through the sweat pours in his hands, resulting in the explosions that seemed to have almost no effect on him, and Darkclaw who could manipulate selective Kosto magnetic fields, and the latter being ESAanimals who was SO smart and Nexo who could aim was borderline infallible. They hit the landing to the fifth floor, and Boomer who was on point, edged the corner then stopped, then he flattened himself to the wall. The others rounded the corner and were greeted by the signs a very destructive force had recently disrupted the regular balance of daily events. Large and small "household" items were displaced, papers and the like were scattered through the halls. But the most CONfusing elements were the gashes running through the walls and floor in groups of five. "..." "OK, and I thought we were scary because we could disassemble a trained security force of 7 in less than thirty seconds." "I don't know what did this, but I think we should get moving before we can find out." The four proceeded further into interior of the fifth floor. And walked straight into the next hallway, occupied by the crouching figure of Dumbledore, with his purple eyes locked on the four just entering. "Good evening."
Oh, I though we did... No, that's right the paper towel goof-up.
Yeah, that was only dated back to the 1300s.
No this is the goof-up that involved our lab assistant mistaking the ancient manuscript for a paper towel and wiping his pizza hands on it....several times.
You know...? H...h...how? Are you planing to using a ray of some sort? I love a good ray!!!!!
You seemed like a person with good taste. I was thinking flamethrowers. I'm not adverse to rays though.
Why thank you. I rather thought you to be a rather good judge of character. @.@ Ooooooo No one is. They hold just the right balance of functional and boom.
I love potatoes!!! Presumably not??? But you have no evidence, Sir! 7p4 87quid by 35t 95tjpj
I don't, I only harbor such feelings towards other human beings, and the occasional USB. My space-sombrero took the coordinates. Now to see where it takes me.
James CONd: The USB Who Loved Me....can't wait.... *Sombrero begins to play radio* "Fly Me To the Moon"
So think of curling like the shuffleboard to tennis' ping pong.
Well if your parents say so 'probs best to just do as they say. Don't you think? That's what I heard. It's really bad from what I hear.
I don't know shuffleboard either. I know tennis and ping pong, though!
I might just watch it in college, but yeah, for now. Eventually one of us shall probs be forced to watch it, and we CON tell the other all about it then.
Level 5: Maximum-security Permanent lock down Prisoners: Boomer2K, Nexo81, Darkclaw, ESAanimals ? a.m. (Provided timestamp now believed to be inaccurate, but events are believed to have transpired after noon)
Without going into boring details, the little group reached the fifth floor down with the now ever-classic us vs them conflicts. On the way the little band now discussed their various talents ranging from the incredibly outstanding, to the less than attention grabbing, but no less formidable. The former being Boomer who could leach chemicals through the sweat pours in his hands, resulting in the explosions that seemed to have almost no effect on him, and Darkclaw who could manipulate selective Kosto magnetic fields, and the latter being ESAanimals who was SO smart and Nexo who could aim was borderline infallible. They hit the landing to the fifth floor, and Boomer who was on point, edged the corner then stopped, then he flattened himself to the wall. The others rounded the corner and were greeted by the signs a very destructive force had recently disrupted the regular balance of daily events. Large and small "household" items were displaced, papers and the like were scattered through the halls. But the most CONfusing elements were the gashes running through the walls and floor in groups of five. "..." "OK, and I thought we were scary because we could disassemble a trained security force of 7 in less than thirty seconds." "I don't know what did this, but I think we should get moving before we can find out." The four proceeded further into interior of the fifth floor. And walked straight into the next hallway, occupied by the crouching figure of Dumbledore, with his purple eyes locked on the four just entering. "Good evening."
No, that's right the paper towel goof-up. 
H...h...how? ![[derp]](http://storage.proboards.com/6672327/images/YqNTPqyQUocVMYXZgUAI.png)
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