by ˩ady Ǥamzee » Tue Jan 12, 2010 3:58 pm
Torri winced, her head was hurting really bad. "Uh....I don't know, oh-my head." She groaned.
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Sheral came back in with a cafetiria tray. "Uh, sweety, you wouldn't want to overwhelm her brain, she has a bad concution." She told Amy, sitting the tray down on the bed.
Pick me Up,
Hose me DoWn.
I'm sorry BoYs
About the DiRtY NiGhT ClOwNs.
Earth does BrEaK
The things that we MaKe
Like model PlAnEs,
And CuPpY CaKeS.