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BETH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! CAN I BECOME THE CO-AUTHOR OF YOUR FANGS AND CLAWS STORY??????????? PLEEEEEEEEASE?????????

Dum Dum Da Dum.....Dum Dum Da Dum....Dum Dum Da Dum DUm Dum Diddly Dum!....REPEAT. Your wedding is coming close.

I have to confess something to you...
I GOT CONSTRUCTIVE CRITISISM!
I don't think I've ever been happier *wipes tear*
And yes, please yell at me. I'm actually being serious. Even if it's just a colour choise, please react and beat me, or somethin' =D

Hm, you've got a point there. But that kind of makes it inevidable for people to be wholesomely boring? Even if it's just for a second, right. So, we can't kill them then, we just get to laugh a little and then carry on with our lives as if nothing happened.
No disposing of boring people... I don't know if the thought makes me happy or sad.

I suggest you get your cute little butt down to the local library and borrow the Hitchhiker's Guide. It is [i]awesome[/i]. And when I say [i]awesome[/i] I mean [i]awesome[/i]! Just so you know. And don't wait for Jo to do it. Do it yourself. Dooooooo it. Now. Like, right now. Don't even finish reading this sentense. I'm warning ya. Stop it. Now. Stop it and go. NOW!
*rawr*

......

I suppose you're back now. And you've got the book, yes? Good.
And about this Universe, I'd say you can do everything in your power to keep it the way it is. Personally I'm trying to find a way to mess it up and turn it into a hippo. Because that'd be freakishly interesting to see. But yes, I am quite attached to this Universe. We live in the best of worlds, right? However, we only know of this one, so aren't we a bit biased?

Friends are the best. Dunno what I'd do without 'em. Probably be "normal". *shudders* Bets sounds like fun. I think I'm gonna try that one out.
And my friends have tried to set me on fire. My cousin, too. And my sister. Or was it me trying to set fire to them? Bah, can't remember. ^^

If Nero was madder and way cooler than Jesus, does that mean he was the son of Satan? Or, - oh, blasphemy! - the son of God? I mean, if I was a really mean and vindictive Mister I've-got-my-panties-in-a-bunch I'd totally create an insane Roman leader who burned down the world. It'd be my way of saying "HAHA, you're fucked!"

Maybe... I don't know, I'm confused and... well.. confused ^^ I definitely should sleep more. But it feels almost impossible to sleep a proper amount of time on a night from weekend to Monday...

Yay! More circus! :DD Me is happy... I'd say eternally, but it'd be a bit of exaggeration. So... something very close to that^^

Ah well.... only if you feel like it :D
I mean, you write stories, so you more of a writer. I read stories, so I'm the reader, which means I need to leave some comments about what I read... like thoughts and whatnot^^

You are welcome. I enjoyed reading them very much. Any chance of them coming back later in the story? Pleeeeaaase?^^

O dear lord, your stories are amazing. So amazing, in fact, that I believe that they should be turned into a books. Also, I don't know who you are so this is a totally unbiased opinion.

And, I forgot to tell you, I absolutely loved the circus-part!^^

Right now, go subscribe to a story called "Untouchable Desire". I don't care if you hate it and never read it ever, but just subscribe.
DO IT!

Oh my! You didn't just say it! :P
well... I dunno... maybe it only feels like that in the beginning, but right now I'm quite willing to tell other people what I thought about their writings. I mean, there should be some use of me, after all! XD
hehe... at the very least... yeah, I do

Hm... people just very slow and annoyingly reluctant when it comes to leaving a comment... So, you are welcome^^
'Know' maybe a little bit too strong of a word, but yes... I do, kind of :D
sure, they are^^

Thank you. *bows* One can never get too many nice comments. Though, I've noticed that I get far too little of the negative ones. They're the ones that helps the story improve, and so far I've got: "She's a guy, right?"

Boring people are, like you so cleverly stated, boring. Maybe not fall down a well, because then they could hurt themselves.
I'd be satisfied if they just disappeared from the face of the earth in a cloud of logic, just like God.
(btw, if you've never read A Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, then that last sentence is not going to make any sense)
Though, maybe we need the boring people in order to actually comprehend how lucky we are to know some seriously deranged human beings? I mean, it would be terrible if we suddenly stopped appreciating the weirdness that goes on around us and just accepts it like normality.
*shudders* That'd be fucking scary... O_o Sorry 'bout the language.

Hah, I insult my friends on a daily basis, and they inult me right back just before we start touching each other in inappropriate places in order to avenge said evil comments.
Everyone needs to be evil to someone who knows not to take it seriously. It's a human need, just like food, air and stuff like that.
And, if Jesus indeed was a real guy, then I suppose he was awesome. One needs to be furiously awesome or furiously aweful in order to get a reputation like he's got. It's him and Nero, I tell you.
The dude who walked on water and the dude who lit Rome on fire and then watched it burn while playing a fiddle.

I am currently sporting a very cheshire-cat worthy smile on my face.
Thank you SOOOO (with emphasis on the S) much for the comment!

I do hope I'm an interesting person, but just because I think so doesn't mean that I am, because people seem to always have different opinions about me.
One thought I was an onion, for starters. He's insane, though, so one shouldn't bother with his opinions.
Well, I think Josie is a humongously interesting person to talk to, anyways, and humongously interesting persons cannot ever talk too much. See Oscar Wilde.

And one is always allowed to be evil/sarcastic/mean etc. towards one's friends. I actually think that's in the famous friendship-contract written up by Judas and Jesus in 33 AD. They put a lot of thought into the evilness of close friends in that.
I wouldn't want to have a friend to which I can't be mean at one point or another. Those kinds of people are mostly useless.

We totally should try. It'd be awesome.
And alright, I'll plug away shamelessly.
I'll even tell people your mom is dying of mad cow disease and you need comments/subscribers to pay for the operation.

We still need to write a parallel story.
You know, two different stories about different people, but that takes place in the same world and somehow the stories intertwine and the characters meet up and crap.
It would be hard, but fun as hell.

NOOO!
Not my little Brunhilda!!! You fiend!

i'm fine and u?

I know, huh? My Mom got it from a friend through email and let me read it.

Read this, read this, read this!

Texas Chili Contest

Frank: "Recently, I was honored to be selected as a judge at a chili cooking contest. The original person called in sick at the last moment and I happened to be standing there at the judge's table asking for directions to the Coors Light truck, when the call came in. I was assured by the other two judges (native Texans) that the chili wouldn't be all that spicy and, besides, they told me I could have free beer during the tasting, so I accepted." Here are the scorecards from the advent:

(Frank Judge #3)

Chili # 1 Eddie's Maniac Monster Chili...
Judge # 1 --! A little too heavy on the tomato. Amusing kick.

Judge # 2 -- Nice, smooth tomato flavor. Very mild.

Judge # 3 -- (Frank) What the hell is this stuff?! You could remove dried paint from your driveway. Took me two beers to put out the flames. I hope that's the worst one. These Texans are crazy!


Chili # 2 Austin's Afterburner Chili...

Judge # 1 -- Smoky, with a hint of pork. Slight jalapeno tang.

Judge # 2 -- Exciting BBQ flavor; needs more peppers to be taken seriously.

Judge # 3 -- Keep this out of the reach of children. I'm not sure what I'm supposed to taste besides pain. I had to wave off two people who wanted to give me the Heimlich maneuver. They had to rush in more beer when they saw the look on my face.


Chili # 3 Ronny's Famous Burn Down the Barn Chili...

Judge # 1 -- Excellent firehouse chili. Great kick. Needs more beans.

Judge # 2 -- A beanless chili, a bit salty, good use of peppers.

Judge # 3 -- Call the EPA. I've located a uranium spill. My nose feels like I have been snorting Drano. Everyone knows the routine by now.
Get me more beer before I ignite. Barmaid pounded me on the back, now my backbone is in the front part of my chest. I'm getting pie-eyed from all of the beer...

Chili # 4 Dave's Black Magic...

Judge # 1 -- Black bean chili with almost no spice. Disappointing.

Judge # 2 -- Hint of lime in the black beans. Good side dish for fish, or other mild foods; not much of a chili.

Judge # 3 -- I felt something scraping across my tongue, but was unable to taste it. Is it possible to burn out taste buds? Sally, the barmaid, was standing behind me with fresh refills. That 300-lb. woman is starting to look HOT...just like this nuclear waste I'm eating! Is chili an aphrodisiac?

Chili # 5 Lisa's Legal Lip Remover...

Judge # 1 -- Meaty, strong chili. Cayenne peppers freshly ground, adding considerable kick. Very impressive.

Judge # 2 -- Chili using shredded beef, could use more tomato. Must admit the cayenne ! peppers make a strong statement.

Judge # 3 -- My ears are ringing, sweat is pouring off my forehead, and I can no longer focus my eyes. I farted and four people behind me needed paramedics. The contestant seemed offended when I told her that her chili had given me brain damage. Sally saved my tongue from bleeding by pouring beer directly on it from the pitcher. I wonder if I'm burning my lips off. It really pisses me off that the other judges asked me to stop screaming. Screw those rednecks.


Chili # 6 Pam's Very Vegetarian Variety...

Judge # 1 -- Thin, yet bold vegetarian variety chili. Good balance of spices and peppers.

Judge # 2 -- The best yet. Aggressive use of peppers, onions, a! nd garlic. Superb.

Judge # 3 -- My intestines are now a straight pipe filled with gaseous, sulphuric flames. I pooped on myself when I farted and I'm worried it will eat through the chair! No one seems inclined to stand behind me anymore. I need to wipe my butt with a snow cone.

Chili # 7 Carla's Screaming Sensation Chili...

Judge # 1 -- A mediocre chili with too much reliance on canned peppers.

Judge # 2 -- Ho-hum; tastes as if the chef literally threw in a can of chili peppers at the last moment. **I should take note that I am worried about Judge # 3. He appears to be in a bit of distress, as he is cursing uncontrollably.

Judge # 3 -- You could put a grenade in my mouth, pull the pin, and I wouldn't feel a thing. I've lost sight in one eye, and the world sounds like it is made of rushing water. My shirt is covered with chili, which slid unnoticed out of my mouth. My pants are full of lava to match my shirt. At least during the autopsy, they'll know what killed me.
I've decided to stop breathing; it's too painful. Screw it; I'm not getting any oxygen anyway. If I need air, I'll just suck it in through the 4-inch hole in my stomach.

Chili # 8 Karen's Toenail Curling Chili...

Judge # 1 -- The perfect ending, this is a nice blend chili. Not too bold, but spicy enough to declare its existence.

Judge # 2 -- This final entry is a good, balanced ! chili. Neither mild, nor hot. Sorry to see that most of it was lost when Judge # 3 farted, passed out, fell over, and pulled the chili pot down on top of himself.
Not sure if he's going to make it. Poor fella, wonder how he'd have reacted to really hot chili?"

Judge # 3 -- Oh God.........

You haven't updated crap in months, you pathetic loser.
But on a more serious note, we should write a story together. Like, you have a chapter, I have a chapter, or we each do a character, or something like that. Or maybe I write a story, and you write a different one, but the characters cross over in certain points, in which both of our stories would have the same scenes, only from the corresponding character's points of view...
Anywho. We should.

You know, so I can have another story to not write.

Phew, good. I am just happy that it wasn't about the Jonas Brothers. Ugh. I HATE them.