*Hits Torrey over the head* YOU!!!!!!!!!!! SHALL!!!!!!!!!!! NOT!!!!!!!!!!! WANT!!!!!!!!!! TO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SOUND!!!!!!!!!! FIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*sniff,sniff* yes, I do...
Geeze, hes making you his ****** Torrey.
And if you make her your ******, make her your ****** hard.
NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
lol i dont understand whats happening? *Confused face expression*
Yes but your........a female.
Plus all: I will get to the next story hopefully. May or may not be done, I am squeezing out all my juice to get this done.
i didnt have the pAshents to reed the first post. was it awesome?
i didnt read it either...
*shoots you in the left testicle* YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!! SHALL!!!!!!!!! READ!!!!!!!!!! THE!!!!!!!!! FIRST!!!!!!!!!!!! POST!!!!!!!!!!!
Now look who's making people his "female dog".
Ohh yes she did!!! (I don't even know who "she" is)
I've always fantasized about the zombie apocalypse, mainly because it kept my mind off of troubling issues. What I didn't realize is that my worst nightmare, was about to become life. After months and months of day dreaming, I started to have nightmares about the attack of the undead, vivid nightmares. Once I played out what I would do for a whole week during the Z.A. I always told myself that this would never happen.
My name is Jole Anderson and I could be one of the few survivors in the whole world. Not only is this a great achievement, but I am the youngest, living at 14 1/2 years old. Right before the A-poc, my mother and father split up. My brother and I went with my mom, he went alone. Soon, my family, and our dog, moved into a three story apartment complex. One family got two stories and we got the top story. We lived there for about ten weeks when a nasty hurricane came along. It was the worst hurricane ever, billions in damage, death toll at 100,000; it left small towns into trash. Thankfully, it didn’t damage where I live that much. I wasn’t worried about myself at all, I was more worried about my lover Alli, and I tried calling her but some phone lines were down.
A few weeks later I finally asked her out on a date, if I had died tomorrow then I would be happy. It was just another night when my mom said her head hurt pretty badly. I stayed up until 12:00 am that night, couldn’t take my mind off Alli. At around 2:45 a.m. I heard a dog barking. I blew it off being to tired from the earlier
The next day I woke up to the man coughing. Something wasn’t right, I would wake us up at 7:30, it was 9:45 and I heard nothing coming from anyone. I took my time to slip off all my clothes, take a shower, and put on some cargo pants with a rave shirt. Piss off by now, I opened her door, “Hey wake up you OOOOUAHOWOWAHAHAH!” I scream as I see a dog filling its face with my neighbors flesh and meat. I slam the door, realizing that it has ‘turned’. Many emotions, hatred, sorrow… Not only the fact that I knew it, I would have to kill the dog to stay alive.
“Alec! Wake up” I say as I head a thud of him falling off the bed. “WHAT?!” He screams in agony. “I am not forgeting with you right now, there is a zombie dog in the room over.” Still doubting me he opens the door and the dog comes lunging at us, grabbing Alec by the shoulders. “Keep her mouth away from you!” I scramble to the kitchen and grab my meat knife.
EAT MA MEAT KNIFE, BEOTCH!!!!!!!!!
Meat meet Meat knife.
Chapter title.
So very true. Despite the fact you included me.
Your comment didn't help much. there should be a rule aainst one-worded replies.
NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
You cannot pass!!! I AM A SERVANT OF THE SECRET FIRE, WIELDER OF THE FLAME OF ANOR!!!! THE DARK FIRE WILL NOT AVAIL YOU, FLAME OF UNDUN!!!! GO BACK TO THE SHADOW!!!! YOU!!!!!!!! SHALL NOT!!!!!!! PASS!!!!!!!!!!!!
Good. That is thirty-five words I believe. Well done announcing rubbish.
Three Rings for the Elven-kings under the sky,
Seven for the Dwarf-lords in their halls of stone,
Nine for Mortal Men doomed to die,
One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne,
in the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.
One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them,
One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them,
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.
You really think I didn't know that? Plus, they were caverns, not dungeons.