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Hello person what clicked on me. Did you want something?
Oh right.
Yeah, unlike these other b3tans, I cannot make pictures. But I make noises. And you can hear them here.
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» Messing with the Dark Side
I am evil
When my younger brother was five, he was convinced that there was a monster that lived in the cupboard at the foot of his bed. A horrifyingly real monster. It would growl at him in the night, waking him up, and it would discuss with its monster friends the best way of preparing a five year old boy - fried? boiled? eaten raw off the bone?
It scared him witless.
I know this, because the monster was in fact me and my mate Denzil, speaking through a microphone into a speaker I hid in the bottom drawer. Being five, he never figured out the long cable running out of his room into mine.
But my mom did. Nips.
*pop* etc
(Fri 21st Apr 2006, 16:02, More)
I am evil
When my younger brother was five, he was convinced that there was a monster that lived in the cupboard at the foot of his bed. A horrifyingly real monster. It would growl at him in the night, waking him up, and it would discuss with its monster friends the best way of preparing a five year old boy - fried? boiled? eaten raw off the bone?
It scared him witless.
I know this, because the monster was in fact me and my mate Denzil, speaking through a microphone into a speaker I hid in the bottom drawer. Being five, he never figured out the long cable running out of his room into mine.
But my mom did. Nips.
*pop* etc
(Fri 21st Apr 2006, 16:02, More)