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  1. comotized
    06-23-2008 05:47 PM
    comotized
    Glad to hear you're doing good. as for my kitties, none of them look the same and boboe (my big fuzzy beast of a cat who LOVES water) hasn't been home in five days *sniffles* I hope he's okay...

    Do you have any other pets aside from your kitties?
  2. comotized
    06-23-2008 03:38 AM
    comotized
    aww I bet he/she is pretty, at least it sounds like it. Lord knows I love my kitty cats!

    so how are ya doin?
  3. comotized
    06-22-2008 02:48 AM
    comotized
    really? what color is your nermal kitty? Mine is super fuzzy, light grey with a little tan and dark grey stripes with white markings and feet
  4. Thoth Star
    06-14-2008 09:12 PM
    Thoth Star
    Oh nu, get better soon! *hugs & gropes* <33333
  5. Thoth Star
    06-11-2008 08:37 PM
    Thoth Star
    Whats going on, smexy captain? XD
  6. Alexander Linden
    06-04-2008 02:16 PM
    Alexander Linden
    haha, you're funny.
  7. Lozzenger2
    06-03-2008 01:00 AM
    Lozzenger2
    Hell yeah =O
    I had to get a new keyboard to do it xD
    My old one kept fucking up D=
  8. Lapin Blanche
    06-01-2008 10:42 PM
    Lapin Blanche
    Thank you very much.
  9. Iro
    06-01-2008 08:40 AM
    Iro
    *random visit*

    I LOVE your avatar! =O
  10. Crappy Lia
    05-31-2008 08:43 AM
    Crappy Lia
    xD
    it sure did
    o-o
    and now i have an extra belt :l
    x3

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  • 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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