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Oh, you want one too? Well don't worry, there are plenty to go around. I've got lots. One might even go as far as to say I have a whole fist full.

Oh, you want one too? Well don't worry, there are plenty to go around. I've got lots. One might even go as far as to say I have a whole fist full. Haw, haw, haw.

Sounds like someone is fishing for a knuckle sandwich.

I am so witty.

How are you going to fix this one? You can't just delete and repost like you were about to do, I have proof.

Aha, I got you! I got you now! Ahahahahahahaha!

I don't think you understood my witty joke. She would laugh and laugh.

I like the formal-wear by the way.

My fists are never the answer. To the question of what am I not going to hit you with.

Don't be sorry. I believe in you Bokishi. I believe in you.

Yeah, well I think you have a lot of learning to do. With my fists. My fists, and learning. You are.

Only when it pertains to me.

Wait, you are all forgetting, this topic is about me, and my not getting fat-ness.

*Salute*

Absolutely. My idea was just to walk up to her sometime before the big V day, and aske her if she liked candy. Then if she said yes, I was going to ask if she liked it when it came in a box. After another yes answer, I was going to ask if she liked it when the box was heart shaped. If she answered yes, then I would get her some flowers.

Genius.

But I'm not fat... At least not on the outside...

Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha. I am in stiches. Hahahahahahaha.

She laughs at my jokes, joins in with my jokes, and told me I was very srange. She likes soccer I guess. She plays soccer at least. She likes funny I guess...

What is that supposed to mean? Novel? You want me to write a book about her and give it to her?

Why did she get mad at you? And can we put some explosions on your bit of the love-map? <{POST_SNAPBACK}> Something about me not talking to her in school or something...

Walsingham, help me! What do I do. There is this girl I like, and I don't know if she likes me because she liked me, then she got mad at me, and now I can't tell. TELL ME!

Whats the matter, too fat to keep up? <{POST_SNAPBACK}> Well... I am rather quick. <{POST_SNAPBACK}> Fat is a state of mind. And you are Fatso McFatty!

Way to dodge me.