« on: December 14, 2010, 09:53:26 pm »
"... Keyblade?" He asked. He had never heard of such a thing before, then as she threw it, he became furious.
"Why in the hell would you do that?!?" He asked, as the Keyblade appeared back in his hand.
"Also, why should I tell you? You just freaking threw my Keyblade, and I don't even know who you are. I have no need to answer to you." He said, a scowl on his face. He wasn't afraid of her, and was ready to fight if needed. He then turned to Seth.
"That would be great, thanks." He said, and walked over to him, leaning against the wall he was, waiting for something to happen.
« Last Edit: December 14, 2010, 09:56:12 pm by The Pharaoh »
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You kids these days with your Millenium Items, and your card games, and your loud music, and your Hula Hoops, and your hop scotch, and your Dungarees, and your lolipops, and your Sony Playstations, and your voice activated light switches, and your leather pants, and your artificial insemenation, and your blu-ray discs, and your pierced bullocks, and your bullfrogs, and your telekenisis, and your marvel comics and your Youtube dot com, and your nuclear physics, and your ingrowing toenails, and your Gears of War, and your Quentin Tarantino, and your power steering, and your elevators, and your Illigitimate offspring...
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So here we go, let's take a chance
On the hunt for the leather pants,
Lookin hard, no second chance,
The pinnacle of all evil plans,
Where's the Pharaoh with his stash?
Gotta get 'em right off his ass,
Magic powers that are locked inside,
Now? let the goodness we have to find.
Two villains that have been cursed,
Want to control the universe.
With a rod and a shiny necklace,
Well that's kinda odd.
But wait, they might have a chance,
To make their evil plan advance.
They're gonna have to get them some sexy Leather Pants.
Now sing it!
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