ah, Colo-ma-rado, home of the 10 below snow...
checks the backlog I had no idea so many people besides myself were 16
Well, after hearing a VERY long stream of insults/swearwords from my (ex) gf, I've decided to leave her to her ever-so-much-more-so immature self and be on my way. crosses name off the list "OK, time to sweet talk #2..." loads up instant messenger muahahaha...
Corey sits down with his MIDI keyboard and hits random keys - "Play me Beethoven you stupid piece of junk!" he cries repeatedly until he realizes you have to plug it in first and tries to figure out what the heck a "scale" or an "octave" is. "I dunno, it sounds good when other people play stuff," he says, setting the laptop aside for the moment.
Corey climbs into the cockpit and turns on the no-farting light in the main hall. "Passengers, the captain has turned on the no-farting sign," he announces over the loudspeaker. "Please refrain from farting inside the main cabin while the no-farting sign is on. Failure to do so will result in imediate ejection from the spacecraft...------...Ladies and gentlemen, the lavatory has been designated a RED zone. The RED zone is for loading and unloading only. In the event of a barrel roll, please make your way quickly out of the RED zone and back to your seat...-----..." Corey waves at Kyle. "Hey, CS, long time no see, huh?" he shouts.
Having said and done all this, Corey promptly passes out from sheer insanity. Guess the break-up's getting to me
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