Witches
 

Don't pay any attention to the title of this. Unless you are one. Then you are more welcome than the others to speak to me. And people, don't ask me ifI'm racist. Because, I'm not. I hate everyone ( with an acception of the selscted few that I do like). :killgrin:

Got your cauldron all preheated to 375 degrees for Halloween?

No, only for my next human secrafice tonight.

66 posts. You're 600 off. :(

I live near Pendle, if that counts?

Pindleskin?

You try to make it seem like people actually care.

Nah. Pendle. Near Burnley.

It's traditionally been a meeting place of sorts for withces. In ye olde dayyes there were supposedly lots of withces who lived there. And since this area is a traditional mill place, they were forced to wear millstones round their necks if caught.

Lenny you are dumb.

What? You ask about witches. I talk about witches.

What more do you want? My brain on a silver platter?!

That'll work.

OMG LAWL!!!!!11!!!

I swear, Mrs. Jones, my 7th grade life science teacher was a witch. I had nightmares about her rising from flames from the ground, and her detentions were like magic... Every time I skipped, they doubled! Yet I put some laxative in her coffee one day and she forgot alllllll about my detentions... I broke the record with 20 at one time... heh... But thank God I never have to see her again.

Nice, loving it. I glued one of my teachers to a chair before. Also, set another teachers chair on fire while the teacher was sitting in it.

And then you woke up, realized that you were blubberous and hideously ugly, and went on the internet. However, the tubes could not hold that enormous amount of material, enormous amount of material. After all, the internet is not a big truck that you just dump something on (like your lardy ass). Luckily a powerball was fired through the internets because Chruser sent me a message on Friday and I got it today. Why? Because you're fat.

I love your avatar, Grav.

I love your avatar, Cloud.

I think I might have been the only one to pick up on that.

For some reason I think you're full of shit. Oh yea, it's because you are.

Yeah right. I'm pretty sure everything you hear on the Internet is true.

i totally expected this place to be full of girls since the title is about witches(i sooo taught my self a lesson on not jumping to conclusion)i so suck

I'm not full of shit. What I say is true. I don't lie. Sorry, that's not who I am. And, I'm not fat like some people. I'm actually not really all that big. But, I'm not just bones with skin pulled over, either. So, I know you people need to start to get your facts straight.

Has anyone seen or heard from talentedhamster?

Im right hurrrrrr. Por Que?

okay, I'm sorry. I had to leave. I was in class. Now, I'm back but fixing to have to leave again. But, I agree with you on your buried thing.

Sounds fat to me.

Pudgy?

Porky?

Pudding and Pie?

Who kisses the girls and makes them cry?!

OMG!! I thought he was DEAD!

Lenny and Willkillforfood, I believe I just found my next human secrafices. Thank you both.

Secrafice: Too perform oral on in secret.

No, to kill when I'm doing a ritual you dumbass.

Oh? Then that would be "your next human sacrifice" you dumbass.

Secrafice: No results found.

Sacrifice:
–noun 1. the offering of animal, plant, or human life or of some material possession to a deity, as in propitiation or homage.

That's right you psycho. Would you like for me to offer you to my God and Goddess?

You're calling HIM the psycho?

Would you like to... how can I put it nicely?... piss off?

Thats right what? You never said anything about sacrifice....

Apparently you want to secrafice someone, whatever the hell that is. And your so full of shit anyways, because that would make you a murderer. You probally haven't even seen someone die in front of you.

Queue "Neither have you", annnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnd

ACTION!

And, your so wrong. I have. My mother stabbed my father 39 times in front of me when I was younger. Let's just say he's no longer around.

Are you bragging about that?

"DIg through the ditches and burn through the witches..."

"Creepin' up the backstairs, mother's nightmares, falling at the front door, my my/Climbing in the window, get dressed, let's go, take your brothers car keys, bye bye"

Oh... wrong song.

Erm... "WE'VE FOUND A WITCH! MAY WE BURN HER?!"

No, I'm not actualy bragging. I was proving a point. But, he trully deserved it. He shouldn't have beaten on her first.