• Member Since 9th Jan, 2012
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Ostrich Man


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  • 533 weeks
    *Bleh*

    70 Watts up guys? So my dream of a board game is dead, but it has spawned a dream of a game from it's ashes. It shall rise like a phoenix from its ashes. So any comment you guys wanna make about my game, including compliments, insults, ideas, or even volunteering to help, are welcome and I promise I will write again... someday *single tear in my eye as I look out the window*.

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  • 537 weeks
    Yaaaay!

    I'm back... you can stop the celebration now. My sister, who is a 4'11'' medevac repair sargent person lady of Wiscons's first all female medevac, gave her old laptop, which is exactly like my old one that commited suicide. so yeah. I haven't moved all the stuff I wanted to yet, but that should be done in a week or two. but the main part is that I can START TYPING AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11!.

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  • 542 weeks
    Well fuuuuck

    Well my laptop broke. So don't expect any new updates for a LONG time. I'll try to write using my phone but that may not end up well. Cuz I have huge thumbs and iPhones were designed for children. Well in short, my laptop broke and so I probably won't update my story for a long time, again, though its not my fault this time. Blame acer. On an unrelated note I will now start

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  • 547 weeks
    I escaped from the dungeon

    I have escaped the dungeon of shitty memory and its inhabitants, procrastibots. I don't have much time beffore I'm dragged back to the chamber of xbox and ps3. It's worse than it sounds trust me. They only give peanuts for snacks, I hate peanuts. but while im out ., i'll do shit.

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  • 590 weeks
    Well, this is a fist.

    And this is a cat

    That is all.

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Feb
29th
2012

A poem for Artemis · 7:12am Feb 29th, 2012

One day of browsing the site
led me to a most interesting sight.
A story of a man named Keith
that had fallen into an interseting Heath.
But to his surprise, of the joy he retrieves,
he finds new creatures, six talking ponies.
A way home is what he desires,
but friends and adventure is what he acquires.
This poem was written for my friend,
but sadly it must now come to an end.

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