tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36137163193006884952011-04-21T20:32:17.992-07:00Triezehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16618279137727703470noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613716319300688495.post-11721941364487527942007-03-05T19:56:00.000-08:002007-03-05T20:22:18.626-08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">"Ladies flaunt their... costumes."</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">- Dude at Chapel</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">~~</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">"I am Bardok, father of Goku!"</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">- God of the Ocean (honestly, who else?)</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">~~</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">"You're a little gay."</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">- Corbin's Letter to Zack Cress (terrible handwriting = mass hilarity)</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">~~</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">"crap."</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">- Anonymous Annoyer of Mrs. Phillips</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">~~</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">"We must punish our children. Punish them! Punish them!"</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">- Scott (I think he was practicing for something. >>;)</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">~~</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">"... eh... I think she went to the Pikachu school..."</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">"DO YOU GLORIFY GOD LIKE THIS?! *Dragonball Z pose*"</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">"All right, class. It's time for me to get on my soapbox."</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">- Mr. Guthrie (Poor man.)</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">~~</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">"He had a heart-a-stroke! And then he was on the floor like this!"</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">- Zack Cress</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">~~</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">"No, I'm serious. My mom was in the CIA."</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">- Zeb Parson (s? Psh. How am I supposed to remember? >> )</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">~~</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">"So, yeah... then Vincent just pooped out of the tube..."</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">- Spenser Gill (= Typo King)</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">~~</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">"If Vincent's hair was a person, I'd be tempted to make out with it."</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">- Moi. (It was a weird day. >>)</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">~*~</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">There are plenty more. But alas, I am weary.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3613716319300688495-1172194136448752794?l=arcane-x-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Triezehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16618279137727703470noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613716319300688495.post-6152347086261797352007-02-19T07:42:00.000-08:002007-02-19T07:47:58.401-08:00<span style="font-size:85%;">Another post, even though I don't really have anything to post about...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Makes me wonder if my life is just boring, or it's so awesome that I can't even find the words to describe it. I'm leaning towards "boring", but... pick whatever floats your boat. Hehe. ^^;</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">People need to leave me comments, so I'll know who/where everyone is...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Shame on you slackers. >_>;</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3613716319300688495-615234708626179735?l=arcane-x-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Triezehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16618279137727703470noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613716319300688495.post-50220278663725409632007-02-17T16:56:00.000-08:002007-02-17T17:01:02.941-08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">... um. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">I got a blogger thing.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">Huzzah!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">... well, then.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">What now...?</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3613716319300688495-5022027866372540963?l=arcane-x-musings.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Triezehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16618279137727703470noreply@blogger.com1