I bought another copy of FFX for the PS2 for my brother on his birthday because his old copy suddenly broke while he was trying to win Tidus' ultimate weapon in that Chocobo race :brooding:
Not since an incident involving my older sister. Suffice it to say, things got messy and Ma pretty much banned it from the house. I think I could slip just one bottle past her, though, which will be a pleasant pastel pink or maybe red. I'd never go for those outrageous colors like lime green or...
Aw, drinking?!? Unheard of! I wasn't allowed to watch TV in my youth. Ma banned it, so instead I sat around staring at toys :(
O.o Lucky you. They're all homemade in this house. If we're lucky we'll get a powder mix or something...
No. I have not ever seen that pair of individuals. Who are...
At the stroke of twelve, I shall be snoozing contentedly, the only evidence of my existence, a steady heartbeat and the occasional shifting that sends the kittens fleeing from my bed. A Happy New Year to you all :monocle:
I haven't gotten ANYTHING done! I woke up late and then got side-tracked by Ma, who was in a frenzied 'cleaning' mood, which basically means I'd better watch where she puts stuff if I wanna use it ever again. AND ON TOP OF THAT the swelling of my fingers has not subsided. They still look like...
Somebuddy should've been watching you crazy kids. LOL
How do you know it's going to be giant, isn't that getting your hopes too high?My
brother just had a birthday. I almost messed up on the cake by forgetting to add that extra cuppa milk. THAT would've been one tough pound cake :ryan:
Josh...
I lie constantly to protect others.
Example:
Mum: "Does your sister have a cell phone?"
Me: "I don't think so."
but when I do it for myself, I'm a horrible liar. I'm constantly answering questions with questions, implying false information rather than outright lying. Pretty pathetic.
For...
First off, I liked the Gambits, were it not for this fact I would count this game as a colossal waste. Any time saved on my part while level-grinding is welcome :)
Generally:
1. I hated that if I left a character behind (obviously Penelo) she'd be like "Vaan, hey, wait up" in that whiny voice...
You AND your aunt were 3? AND she stuck her foot in your mouth? Now that's a feat...
Oh. Ew. I've been fighting the urge to vomit quite a bit recently. One of my brothers is really sensitive to that stuff, though. He's banned the word 'puke' so I can't even talk about it :(
LOL. it's an herb...
Your aunt must've had real tiny feet to fit in a baby mouth....
How young were you? And what was your mother's new shirt doing in the vicinity, pray tell?
That's a real shame...even candy bars with peanuts?
What about chamomile tea? Tried that?
SOMEONE left a full cup of tea on the very edge of the kitchen counter so when I bumped into it, my coat got soaked. IT"S BLOODY FREEZING OUTSIDE!! How am I supposed to go out without a coat?!?
I wasn't terribly vexed by the ridiculously young ages until I grew up and noticed they were younger than me and had accomplished more in that time...then it srsly ticked me off :brooding:
Let me guess, you were dropped into a vat of peanut butter and were yanked out subsequently by the loyal sidekick?
Whoa, that's weirdness. If I can't sleep it's cuz my brothers are burping and arguing in the next room... Have you tried sniffing an onion beforehand? I've heard that works...
Argh, darn allergic reactions. Fingers are all puffed up. But I HAVE narrowed down the culprit. It's either the lead from the pencil I've been using for my sketches, or it's peanut butter, which I truly hope it isn't...yummy crunchy peanut butter... :ryan:
I KNEW something funny was going on...
All well and good, but everyone here has forgotten one important status ailment: If you're a guy you're likely to be paralyzed at some point in this game by the size of Tifa's
Ewww. I've never seen one. That's spooky. I wasn't scared much as a kid - unless you count that time my big sister tried to see if I fit in a suitcase... They couldn't even get the thing closed before I screamed bloody murder.
No, you're completely wrong. Washing dishes is fun. And I am NOT...
This sort of thing makes me wonder why we don't have a punching bag in the house. We have one in the garage, but not in the house? How are people supposed to get their frustration out? :grumpy:
Fine. Keep your beloved dishwasher. I can manage fine with a sponge...*scrub scrub scrub* :xP:
Yes...
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