I keep thinking of new things. :ohdear:
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I looked at my avatar and thought of Zoey.
I'll take that one.
I became pacman.
Ghosts will never fuck with me again.
Boner.... Hmmmm
jesus shit fucking ball sacks I'm a guitar now
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people are going to [i]play[/i] me now
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[b]Looks like this wasn't a total loss boys[/b]
Michael Jackson.
No idea why, but that's the first thing I thought of when I saw the thread title and tried to remember what the last thing I thought of was.
I don't want to be France.
A dress. :v:
A spider.
Fuck, I'm scared of spiders.
Especially the kind I thought of.
Taylor Swift
Goddam- :sax:
Well after reading the title of the thread about never spraying cologne on your balls, I became balls.
[QUOTE=Onyx3173;29714916]A dress. :v:[/QUOTE]
I shall wear you.
The upcoming exams I'm going to fail :buddy:
Balls :iiam:
I am
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Fuck I can't remember what I though
I became a copy of Half-Life 2 Episode 3?
:psyduck:
Shotgun!
[sp]Does that mean i jack-off bullets? :v:[/sp]