~A Love Story~
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| Mrs. Laura Walker ~A Love Story~ |
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| I do I do I do-ooh! | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| As children we are told stories of why you shouldn't pick your nose and eat it because of the worms. Yes that scared me straight out of it. Now I don't pick and eat my boogers, and when I have the urge to savor that savory nugget of disease, I control myself by munching on earwax instead. Where was I going with this? Oh that's the wrong story. Well, ever since I was a child at least, I've heard stories of princesses and their one true love and happily ever after. But then I also found out that you can't control love and all that crap so now I want to be a nun. But right here in this lovely game I've created for you, you can control the outcome. Well my outcome with Paul Walker that is! | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Yay! Let me play | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| You suck! I'm going home! | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| You've Decided to Play? Oh how fun! | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| **Disclaimer** This is SUPPOSED to be read like a bad fanfic written by a 12 year old | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| You're me, well, you being me. I would let you be you, but Paul's mine, MINE I TELLS YA! | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| You've liked Paul Walker since you were in 7th grade. When you find out he's gonna be in your town to shoot his new movie "Meet the Deedles II- Surf Highway 10," you are so psyched so you... | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| A. Sit in the corner and lick your butt | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| B. Buy a surfboard and stand on it in your drivway all day. Maybe they'llsee you and cast you as an extra | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| C. Go about your day as usual; you're ment to be together- things will work out | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||