That does not sound like it would end well.

i think its a metaphor for forbidden love...

I'm only a page in miki. its alright so far.

Ram: Oh, my avi is fully capable, yes. XD

Kat, you just made it scary. oO What with the eating and all.

Ramp: Thanks! I'm half here as I'm easily distracted. How're ya doin'?

cica, who said anything about eating?!

Cats... like to eat fish. In fact, they love it!

Hrm, I think I'm gonna run to the store and look for something to snack on. *has a sweet tooth tonight* I'll be back in a little bit.

Miki- I replied to Roomies, by the way.

yes, I know, my cat ate my fish, but that didn't happen in this manga. it was very lame. there were only 24 pages. it felt like 5 and I don't know what the point of it was.

bye dimi!

Later, Dimi! :)

Oh, I see. Well, bad comics, they happen.

yep, I'm going to read something else now. I should probably stick to things I've heard of, but I don't really feel like reading anything I can think of right now.

I should probably finish reading I Am America (And So Can You), but it's really best in small doses. Funny as it is.

what in the world is that?

It's a political satire by Stephen Colbert.

hm, not something I'd be interested in.

Um... maybe, Ram. XD

lol, I am reminded of english class with all this talk of serenading!

This is true, Ram. But comics rarely listen. ;)

Maybe Kat's English class read a lot of Shakespeare or something?

*giggles* high school english was fun! the teacher was fun and like to dance thriller and there were two guys who did this slow mo serenading skit after class once. one guy flings open the door from the other class and starts slowly running to the other guy. I think it ended with them all hugging and like feeling up each other. It was just to get all the girls to stare at them though.

Kat, your English class sounds like... wow. If only all classes were that much fun, huh?

oh yeah, that class was never boring. I have a million interesting tales I could tell.

Those are the best classes. XD Not that my AP English class in high school wasn't fun. We did song lyric analyses once, if I remember right. Some people made, um, interesting choices. One guy chose to analyze an Eminem song, and we got to hear an excellent example of censorship, since we had to play the songs for the class. (I did an Indigo Girls one, though I can't remember exactly which.)

Um, oh, and there was that running joke about prostitutes wearing red. So in our class portrait, the one we used for the cover of the little book of poetry we'd written, we... all wore red. I don't even know where that came from. And I hope I'm remembering the right class. XD