these folks require some attention. you know...

the kind of attention you can only provide them...

hmm youre good you know my real name...
...but gues what...
...that wasn't me...
...it was a big doll made of pillows wearing my clothes...
...the real me is following you throught the shadows...

I sleep in the trees (when I sleep) and I don't use sheets, and by the way I see you throught the shadown as you put the poo and I take it with me to put it into your sheets as soon as yuo lead me there when you go back home

*counters what SOVIETCANADA just did with a very cool responce*

*no matter what I say to you is lame so I simply cut of your head, make shure youre dead before I live and then go to the secret society of ninjas discuised as you and take your place*

*βρε δε πας μεχρι τη γωνία να δείς αν έρχομε λέωγώ παλιο φλόρε που μας το παίζεις και νίντζα και μιλάς και ρώσικα να μη καταλάβω τι λες*

*καλά καλά ότι πείς*