I saw perfection the other day while I was living. It told me everything in and out of existence. When I went back to sleepwalking, everything it told me somehow managed to sneak back into that world. You can't find perfection in the appendages of a skeleton.

You're about to be owned, because I know your weakness....Asian women.

A fleshy skeleton is a fleshy skeleton, no matter where in the world it's from.

Surrrrrrre it is.


for the composes out there who can't see the picture

I bet you'd like to hide your dragon in that crouching tiger. WIIIIINK WINK. :evilgrin:

I'd hit a skeleton, a fleshy skeleton is bonus.

picture didn't work -_-

Hopefully my attachment worked

What's supposed to be happening again?

I forgot. I think you're supposed to admit that physical appearance is more important that nirvana or something. So yea, admit it.

^ You're supposed to get an erection.

Somebody didn't pay attention in high school.

I've never heard of physical appearance or nirvana.