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  1. Zombie Pixie
    06-17-2010 10:58 PM
    Zombie Pixie
    -lets the pocket gremlins eat your toes- <_<
  2. Zombie Pixie
    06-17-2010 10:36 PM
    Zombie Pixie
    D:< Put some clothes on young man!!! No one wants to see this!
    <_< ..... -stuffs you in her pocket and runs-
  3. Cardinal Biggles
    06-17-2010 03:31 PM
    Cardinal Biggles
    What are you doing with that deer?! It's clearly a minor. Shame on you.
  4. Sidhe
    06-17-2010 01:45 AM
    Sidhe
    THANK YOU HOW-DEE. ;D
  5. Eroy
    06-17-2010 01:11 AM
    Eroy
    :lol: Sounds about right XD
  6. Cardinal Biggles
    06-16-2010 06:04 AM
    Cardinal Biggles
    Goodness Gracious! How did you know #2 on my list of best possible things that could ever happen?
  7. Eroy
    06-16-2010 01:12 AM
    Eroy
    Howdy, Howdy. XD

    How's life on the inside?
  8. Kenome-Chan
    06-15-2010 03:08 AM
    Kenome-Chan
    haha thats fine.....welcome!!
  9. Zombie Pixie
    06-15-2010 12:34 AM
    Zombie Pixie
    Nuu!! cheats!!! you cheats!!! I sees it!! Im telling on you >:]
  10. Zombie Pixie
    06-14-2010 08:41 AM
    Zombie Pixie
    ]:< -throws a waterballoon at you-...take that! huuzzah!

About Me

  • About Captain Howdy
    Biography
    I was born in a log cabin on the desert plains of Saskatchewan. My mother was a coal miner. My father was Aqua Man. We kept him in a tank in my backyard. I didn't spend much time with him cause I would drown.

    My favorite thing to do as a child was astral projecting to Finland and eavesdropping on conversations. I can't understand the language, but i'd pretend they were saying something vastly profound and that I was somehow a part of history.

    My dog died while I was at camp. He wasn't old or anything. He was in a shoot out with the cops. My dog ran with a tough crowd. His name was Mittens.

    So this one time... Me and Bobby Greely were out down by the railroad tracks and he said, "Do you want to see a dead body?" And I was like, "Oh hell yeah." And so he bludgeoned himself with a rock. And I was like, "Aw, do it again." ... But he didn't say anything.

    *spins* How does this work? I really... don't know.
    Location
    In a hollow tree, where I make cookies.
    Interests
    Reading to Orphans and Deep Tongue Kissing Hobos
    Occupation
    I am a burden to society.
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  • Join Date: 02-25-2008

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