Unassigned Joint Task Force: Operation R.A.J.

"(Pssh) We've got company! Moving on the CP 30174."

"Affirmative, we're on your back General."

It's time.

Lock and Load.

Lock what?

Haha.

-SuperCrazyGuitarManiacDeluxe3-ing.-

Woot.

Just got a new gold medal, and a perfect song.

"Celebrate good times comeon!"

(It's a celebration...)

-SuperCrazyGuitarManiacDeluxe3-ing again.-

Woot.

Got another perfect score.

That's two today.

Ok. I'm gonna stop here.

You know, i'm gonna die for the +math test.

I don't understand a sh*t about Quadratic Inequalities.

That sucks ya'know.

If there could be some form of help, i'd gladly take it.

Even if it means sucking on your lollipop.

No, i'm joking. I'm not gay.

Yet.

But still, if it means licking anything else....like maybe a candycane....

Sticking out from your...."miao."

Mmmm.....

(I know that half the population might kill me for saying that.)

But hey!

Who cares?

Alright...maybe one or two...

Geez.

I must make sure i don't murder myself on the net.

Yet.

Well, blogically, posting dirty stuff might not be such a good idea...

But it might be a good thing that i do.

Like starting a new.....blog statement.

-Plays some burger game thing-

I'm hungry.

No, i'm seriously hungry.

Haven't eaten anything since breakky.

Haiz.

I feel like calling macs.

I'm lazy.

I think you get the point.

Anyway, it's time i go do something productive.

Ciao.