*pets zyya and Thori* am having fun squishing things in the neo war (o_O squish? do you knnnooww whatttt thoosseee pannnttsss...) Am hoping that smushing the moehogs/rats whatever else will make me feel better and get some of that 'anger' out of the system before Thursday Lol
FINALLY! got the 401 page on luff to work. I'll give a (neo) item to the first person who can tell me what both the title and the graphic say ;)
Trying a new tagboard over there *points left and down* tagboard.com was down too much for my liking.
*goes back to squishsmashing moehogs and the pretty elf again*
*pokes Eaglies*
Gah I'm so tired that I'll have to edit this tomorrow :P but this *points to title* is a desperate cry for help *sniffs* Ok here's the deal. My mom and Bry and I (plus kidlets of course) plan on going to my grandpa's for Thanksgiving. Brother and sis will be with their father. Fine. Then my mom calls me and says she's got bad news for me
(dum de de dum)
