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"ILU stalkers, so here's some useful information: I r sixteen. I r girl. I r bibliophile. I type with quotations because I actually say out loud what I write, which is dorky anyway you look at it. I can has discussion? I love to lurk the b*****d child of 4chan, the GD, even if good discussions are buried under piles of namedrops and 'R I A CUTEH?' threads. I like pictures of bugs, but when they're close to me I freak. I like to give ants heart attacks. I am also a nerd to the tenth power. Bitches don't know I'm charging my intellectual LAZAs. I like to go to chat sites and pretend I'm going to cyber with little n00bs, and then crushing their dreams with screen pics and lawlz. I like eggos and I speak a little german, hopefully more in the future. Don't ask me anything that doesn't require a first person, present tense answer in German, or I start to stutter. That being said, I will now tell you a story. Ready?"
"There once was a place called VAMPY. It was filled with nerds and science very steep hills that had to be walked up sixteen times a day. Then there was a little girl, a girl who knew nothing about homosexicals, common sense, or talking. She came to the magical place called VAMPY, where she was allowed to stay for three weeks, and she did so. There, they stuffed her face with the happiness. Then she left, a more well rounded person. When she came back, she was able to pwn assholes left and right, she had mastered the fine art of sarcasm, and she could make people feel like idiots just by talking. The end."
"There once was a place called VAMPY. It was filled with nerds and science very steep hills that had to be walked up sixteen times a day. Then there was a little girl, a girl who knew nothing about homosexicals, common sense, or talking. She came to the magical place called VAMPY, where she was allowed to stay for three weeks, and she did so. There, they stuffed her face with the happiness. Then she left, a more well rounded person. When she came back, she was able to pwn assholes left and right, she had mastered the fine art of sarcasm, and she could make people feel like idiots just by talking. The end."
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#32. I will not fly into a rage and kill a messenger who brings me bad news just to illustrate how evil I really am. Good messengers are hard to come by.
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