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Post by riro44 on Aug 25, 2010 13:16:36 GMT -5
My friend had baby duckies. A long time ago. Now they are all growed up.
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Post by selm on Aug 25, 2010 13:26:58 GMT -5
I had ducks in my backyard once. xP Little baby bunnies, too. They were so KYOOT! ♥
My grandmother had three mother ducks nesting in her garden at the same time.
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Post by riro44 on Aug 25, 2010 13:30:48 GMT -5
I have a bunny. /completly off topic
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Post by Cloud on Aug 26, 2010 17:23:31 GMT -5
I have a fluffy ball of fur that makes loud noises and has scabs.
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Post by selm on Aug 26, 2010 22:19:14 GMT -5
Sounds delicious~
...o.o
I mean-- no, I mean delicious. >8DDD
/shot
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Post by duckyaisha on Aug 27, 2010 15:05:35 GMT -5
God-Jesus. I'm behind on my own board. x.X
DIAF BIOLOGY.
DIE
IN
A
FIRE.
YOU AND YOUR NOTE-TAKING. GRARHGH! IT'S FREAKING ASYMMETRICAL!
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Post by riro44 on Aug 29, 2010 6:19:27 GMT -5
/stares
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Post by Cloud on Sept 8, 2010 17:31:56 GMT -5
-blinks- I just lost the game.
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Post by duckyaisha on Oct 3, 2010 7:24:02 GMT -5
I just had the strangest dream. 0_o So here's how it went down- at least as well as I can remember. My family and I were going camping or something, but the place we slept was inside, even though we had sleeping bags. And for some unknown reason, the members of Coldplay came with us. (NOT EVEN JOKING) So this one person who isn't in my family kept rambling and I kept trying to impress Chris Martin (Lead singer) and this little girl about 10, who took the place of Izzy, kept saying retarded things. And whenever I burst out into song and it was a Coldplay song, the members of Coldplay would look at me funny and claim that whatever song I was singing was a bad song (as in low quality, not.....Tsubaki bad) and I was like  BUT I LOVE COLDPLAY! Anyways, the one person who wasn't in my family was always talking to Chris Martin and for some reason she died and Chris Martin said that now he would die too, but later. Then we went to an art museum with some other random chick and Izzy was back, so we zoomed around an art exhibit shaped like a maze on a rolly chair. Then I FINALLY got to have a conversation with Chris Martin except it was about how he was going to die because that other lady died. And I was driving home (I can't drive yet, so yeah) and I was like OH NO I HAS NOT EVEN PERMIT I WILL GET IN TROUBLE and the cop was staring at me while I tried to appear nonchalant about the whole thing, then I realized that I was older in the dream-world, but Chris Martin appeared and drove me home anyways. And I swear, I thought it was real until I woke up. This is why you should not get 7 hours of sleep or less each day for an entire week. YOU NEED AT LEAST 8 OR THIS WILL HAPPEN TO YOU! |
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