CRAxYizme: ok
Candiland9: wait you have to see my away message
CRAxYizme: okay, i will... NOW!
CRAxYizme: d'oh!
CRAxYizme: now?
Candiland9: now
CRAxYizme: now!
CRAxYizme: it didn't work, silly
Candiland9: no do it in five seconds
CRAxYizme: ok
Auto response from Candiland9: He'sa gun-slinging native American firefighter possessed of the uncanny powers of an insect. She's a warm-hearted junkie schoolgirl who believes she is the reincarnation of an ancient Egyptian queen. They fight crime!
CRAxYizme: hahahahaha
Candiland9: its from a website i like
CRAxYizme: you've got an imagination of... someone with a big imagination
Candiland9: no i didnt make it up
CRAxYizme: oh... i thought you thought it up
CRAxYizme: disappointed once again
Candiland9: the website did! its magic!
CRAxYizme: wow!
Candiland9: yeah well i never fail do i
CRAxYizme: what's the website?
Candiland9: http://www.rain-street.org/fightcrime.htm
CRAxYizme: you always fail... that's what disappoints me
Candiland9: one day i will suceed
CRAxYizme: i sure hope so
Candiland9: and fufill my dreams of cutting record filled with free style rap about critical political issues
CRAxYizme: i'm just kidding ya around
CRAxYizme: keep your eyes on those stars, baby
Candiland9: it hurts to beshoved against a wall
CRAxYizme: i agree wholeheartedly
CRAxYizme: but what did that have to do with anything?
Candiland9: because you said you were kidding me around, implying physicak actioin
CRAxYizme: no, if i were to imply that, i would have said 'joshing you'
CRAxYizme: cuz it sounds like of like 'throshing you' which in turn sounds like 'thrashing you'
Candiland9: absoultey true, once again i took it in the wrong context, and once agai i am simply sludge on the bottom of societys shoe, the type that shops at walmart during the wee hours of the morn, donned in pink sweatpants and kitten sweatshirts
CRAxYizme: ooh
CRAxYizme: way to bash pink sweatpants
Candiland9: i know
CRAxYizme: hahaha
Candiland9: i dont talk to people who wear sweatpants
CRAxYizme: that a fact?
Candiland9: absolut
CRAxYizme: le fact dell'absolut
Candiland9: ohh pullin out all the stops arent we miss crossaint
CRAxYizme: haha
CRAxYizme: you sly raccoon
Candiland9: a racoon at noon
Candiland9: licking a spoon of doom
CRAxYizme: oh good god!
CRAxYizme: that was so poetic... it knocked me smack off my chair!!
Candiland9: it cant get any more erotic, can it?
CRAxYizme: preeeety suggestive
Candiland9: anything else would be a crime
CRAxYizme: frankly
Candiland9: hahah franks n beans, tee hee hee camp food makes me quiver
CRAxYizme: not just any franks n beans... canned franks n beans
CRAxYizme: as if there were any OTHER
Candiland9: whoa baby
CRAxYizme: canned fresh and sealed
Candiland9: it fills me with the urge to say...im not wearing Under wear...
CRAxYizme: sealed with a seal of boy scout erotiscism
Candiland9: boy scout eroticism is refreshingly rare these papercut days of long summer
CRAxYizme: just imagine those pseudo-homophobic boy scouts, sitting about in their leave-nothing-to-the-imagination khaki shorts, knee to knee, around a hot, sweaty campfire
CRAxYizme: munching hungrily on those savory franks n beans
CRAxYizme: slurping up those beans... sucking down those cylindrical franks
CRAxYizme: ain't nothing better
Candiland9: toasting marshmallows of such frightening proportion and consequence that only god could remark otherwise
CRAxYizme: winking to each other as they passed the package of graham crackers
Auto response from Candiland9: he's an old-fashioned gay werewolf with a secret. she's a violent renegade angel with a song in her heart and a spring in her step. they fight crime!
CRAxYizme: no one knows what they'd get when they reached into that box... ohoohoohooo
CRAxYizme: hehe
Candiland9: all they really want is a sugar and cinnoman sprinkler toasted quasi-pastry, but what theyll really get is the whole nine yards
CRAxYizme: a big handful of...
CRAxYizme: COUNSELOR TODD
Candiland9: throbbing and pulsating in their sticky yet wholsome grasp
Candiland9: oh god my brother went to boyscout camp yesterday
CRAxYizme: just like those marshmallows, as the swell and bulge with heat
CRAxYizme: o good god!
CRAxYizme: they*
Candiland9: until eventually they are taken into the mouth to be sucked and savored as the soft and pale flavor runs down the throat
Auto response from CRAxYizme: He's a leather-clad crooked card sharp who hides his scarred face behind a mask. She's a disco-crazy red-headed fairy princess fleeing from a Satanic cult. They fight crime!
Candiland9: stop it lauren!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
CRAxYizme: hahahahahahah
CRAxYizme: i think we should both stop