2007-08-27 [Mortified Penguin]: ...but... what about the sixth? ...Salario the quadraplegic?!

2007-08-27 [::Devonn Destroyinator McDeathmachine::]: O.O

2007-08-28 [Pillowthief]: You guys are sooooo going to lose.

2007-08-28 [::Devonn Destroyinator McDeathmachine::]: oh hush.

2007-08-28 [Pillowthief]: *Chuck Norris, not so quietly, Round-House kicks the sixth ninja turtle, Salario, in the face*

2007-08-28 [Mortified Penguin]: *Salario rolls limply across the floor*

2007-08-28 [Pillowthief]: (I think that Salario couldnt help but roll across the floor, as he is, was, a quadraplegic...)

2007-08-28 [Mortified Penguin]: Was. Vaya con Dios, Salario...

2007-08-29 [::Devonn Destroyinator McDeathmachine::]: Ya know.... we actually talked about Chuck Norris in my Sociology class today :D

2007-08-29 [Pillowthief]: It must not have been the real one since you... are still... alive.

2007-08-29 [Mortified Penguin]: The gang of chickens could so beat Chuck...

2007-08-29 [Pillowthief]: From Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time?!? Noooooooooooooooo!



(Unless... we claim them as pirate chickens)

2007-08-29 [Mortified Penguin]: They're more ninja than pirate...

2007-08-29 [::Devonn Destroyinator McDeathmachine::]: I concur.

2007-08-29 [Pillowthief]: How so? They're loud, annoying, peckish, and....

*cough* You know what? They are kinda ninja-ey... *cough*

2007-08-29 [Mortified Penguin]: Ninjas aren't loud... now pirates on the other hand... they're the ones who scream and run around chopping at people... ninjas kill people with style.

2007-08-29 [Mortified Penguin]: Speaking of pirates, that's our prom theme this year...

2007-08-30 [Pillowthief]: *couch*

2007-08-30 [Pillowthief]: ...

I mean *cough*

2007-08-30 [Mortified Penguin]: ...you should get that cough checked out... I had a friend who's coughs sounded like "couch"... a year later... bam. Dead. ...some think it was the truck that hit him... but I know it was that cough... *eats ramen*...

2007-08-30 [Pillowthief]: I dont like doctors. Last one said his second job was being a man of the cloth...