-stares some then throws a blanket over Funk-

I got bit by a Zombie-Admin, and so I have traveled out to try to find a cure. I have many new stories to tell of this.

Oh please do Funk, please do.

*sneaks back into the thread*

-looks at you blinks-

Indeed Sir Funk, share with us your riveting tales!

-cleans out some glasses- I would like to hear a new tale or two.

'twas a story of craziness:

upon hearing the name tom, I looked at a certain chat, and called out the name.
'twas rejected "that's not tom!" galla said.

But again and again the talks were refered and so I called out at once and sooner, I heard the word "fine. It's tom" and so it was then....

When when what?

And there in the tom, was the fenris and we.
And her body was bare, a new zombie was she...
I walked up her, saying "are you-" and see
she bit me and now I'm a zombie to be.

Should I bash his head in?

Yes. Do it. O_O

*sneaks into the thread* nikko i think that i might finally be agreeing a little with you about me needing to live in a bubble.....

If there's anything I can do cazzi let me know!

bubble really what has happened?

I got hives from the sun while I was in Florida.....

*drinks some mead*
*drinks some ale*
*drinks some whiskey*
*is drunk as a pail*

hurr hurr h- *falls over*

He's been drinking becuase he is scared <- mule and subconciousness.

*groans and mumbles and slurrs*
wassat gotta do witit
dontcha undersand!??
*mumble mumble*

He's scared of what the future will mean for him and his friens.

*groans and mumbles and slurrs...and cries a little inside*

If only he knew whether they were true of not...

I can easily make you a list. anything else i could do?

Well I'm not quiet sure what has happened here. . . . -looks on trying to understand what is happening-

What do you mean sweetie?

I don't know. . . . whatever happens here.

Who knows what happens here....

-shurgs- Who knows then.

*shrugs and hugs nikko*