by Batgirl » Fri Aug 06, 2010 11:20 pm
Jennifer sighed and pulled out her two drumsticks. She was bored, she had gone on so many planes to so many different places and she wasn't happy with riding in planes. She would prefer sailing in a boat, but that wouldn't be possible. She randomly started tapping the back of the seat in front of her. The one thing that she was extremely excited about was that they were going to Los Angeles, and they were going to become famous.
I believe in Jesus Christ my Savior, and I am not afraid to admit it. If you are a Christian, please copy and paste this into your signature. 96% of teens won't stand up for God. Put this in your signature if you are one of the 4% of teens who will.
Why, you stuck up, half-witted, scruffy-looking Nerf herder!
Who's scruffy-looking?
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I don't know where you get your delusions, laser brain.
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Come on, admit it. Sometimes you think I'm all right.
Occasionally, maybe... when you aren't acting like a scoundrel.
Scoundrel? Scoundrel? I like the sound of that.
I love you.
I know.
I love you.
I know.