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Or died...
You pick.

Sometimes I wonder how much

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is left in my head.

Un-sanitary? Alrighty then. O.o
So, I had a dentist appointment today and now my four wisdom teeth have to be pulled out. Ugh. I have always hated doctors.
I'm supposed to think about mowing the lawn today.
So, I've thought about it and decided I'm going to do it at like 6 because then the sun won't be as hot. xD
Chicky, what's up with you? Tell your brother I said hello and log on to audition at some point. I'll be on, waitin', but check Neopets first. Shoot me a neomail when you are going to get on if I'm on there.

LOLOL.
lollipops.

Well, go ahead and explode, I won't care.
I actually might, nevermind.
So, being single is fun, huh? Be honest and tell me what you think of so called "guy", I wanna know real bad what you really think.
No "I don't know"s allowed.
=DD

I definitely will.
Even if I have to ship myself there in a crate.
That would be unpleasant but worth it.
:D

I love England. There are so many places I want to go.
Japan, Canada, Buenos Aries, Iceland, etc etc.
The list goes on....
Cuba, Brazil...

Yup. If you were ever to get exiled, Panda Face is the place to go.
Or somewhere in England. I be liking it there! xD
They have good shopping!

And people travel around the Island my these secret hoverboards made of Bambo.... and they're powered by mangoes.
xD
Houses grow out of the ground, too.
Screw having to build shelter!

Sure! It's an island shaped in the face of a panda!
xD
Bambo and mangoes are all that grow on it.

Eatin candeh. *eats candy*.

I have no clue at all. I just made it up.
xD
I actually live in California.
Not nearly as exciting as Panda Face, though I'm sure!

IT BURNS. Don't hug me. Oh. Nevermind. It's just a virtual hug anyway. :D

It's all right. *sniffle*

Haha. Nor have I. But being a pinata, you know...

Yes. Baseball bats. They hurt.

Yes. Yes it is. Pinata is my name. And I hate baseball bats. O_O

MY GUM WRAPPER FELL ON MY FLOOR!
OH NOES!

Well, once upon a time: My youth group and I were at taco bell 2 years ago. I wasn't that hungry so I got a kid's meal. With the kid's meal came a book called "Todd and the Talking Pinata". Now I'm dead serious when I say that Pinata was FREAKIN AMAZING. It liked Guinea Pigs more than hamsters and helped todd pick out some pants. So I ranted for long enough with my friends about the pinata (which todd carries around on a stick) that they called me "Pinata". Thus: "Talking-Pinata"

Not REALLY. Only a little.