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If I find it, may I eat it? :O
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I mean... yeah. Sure.
:lol: But what body will I use? :lol: |
Okay, deal! :lol:
*begins rifling through boxes* Erm, mine? I don't know. :lol: |
Body switch? :lol:
Alright. Deal. :) Have fun rifling through a bunch of dusty boxes. xD |
O.o Body swap?
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Yay! :3
Food is worth it. Eh, it's not so bad. :lol: *a dust bunny from a box gets up and walks around* Tnt; Yes, Smores is letting me eat his body, and his soul is taking mine, :yes: |
Oooh, Awesome.
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Gah, dust bunnies!
Step on them... before it attracts lesser-smores... :cry: Yes. I can run away from my Smores responsibilities in her body! Err I mean. Get the humans to help....? :sweat: |
Its all your fault for having dust bunnies.
They are collections of your skin pieces forming together to create clumpy bunny shaped horrors. Tnt can explain the nightmare. |
Screw them. It's not nice being in a vacuum cleaner with them.
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Come, take a seat. I have a childhood story to share with you. *Clears Throat* So has anyone watched the show, "The Big Comfy Couch" when they were kids? I did. And I loved it. Now on the show, under the couch, there are those dust bunnies that talk and such. I loved them terribly and they were my favourite things on the show. One day my mom went to vacuum under the couch, which had not been done in a while, so there were some dust bunnies. Well I was there. I jumped up and down and yelled, "Look mommy! Its the dust bunnies!" and was so freaking happy about seeing them. Then my mom vacuumed them up. Apparently I cried for almost an hour and told my mom I hated her for "Killing the bunnies before they could talk to me." and proceeded to talk to the vacuum and ask them if they were alive. I think I was like... 4 or 5. Either way I have problems. THE END. P.s - TnT... a nightmare of being in a vacuum is scary enough... talk about creepy. |
I used to watch that show... :cry:
How cruel! :hug: Poor, poor Smores. |
Your mommy saved you though.
You'd be touching clumps of hair, lint, dead skin and random squirrel mites. If those squirrel mites bit you, you'd turn into a giant squirrel. :( And than you'd cause havoc on your neighborhood, chittering angry at anyone who did not give up their lunches. The end. |
Can't say I've ever seen that show.
*downs can of V* SUPER ENERGY GO! |
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Back then it was absolutely traumatizing. :lol Angel, I use to love that show! :lol: Lunette the clown...etc. It was classic. And ten second clean up xD Hahaha. What the heck is V Tnt? xD |
Energy Drink.
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What does the V stand for? .. V-..VIKINGS.
Did I win? |
VICTORY!
No? Oh, too late... Uhm, awwww-kward. :lol: |
I peeked in because I was curious.
And then I read about evil dust bunnies and I knew I'd found kin. No one believes me that they plot to kill. Anyway. >///< Sorry, random citizen alert! |
Welcome to the attic, where insanity is the norm.
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No need to apologize!
If you believe in the plotting dust bunnies, I'm sure you'll fit right in. Welcome! :hug: |
That's okay, I seem to follow the insane around like a puppy.
Ah, hugs! :D And I'm not sure if I...like the bunnies. We have a love-hate relationship. Really it depends on the day, and which sock they've nibbled upon. It's nice to meet you! |
Welcome to the crazy room!
:boogie: I am the Smores. Capital "S". :lol: |
Hello Smores-With-A-Capital-S! :D I'm Cex.
Which is actually pronounced 'Keh-x'. But it doesn't really look like it. D; |
Cex, be careful. Once you've entered this place called the "Attic", you are possibly trapped forever.
We have a perfect mix of crazies in here. |
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