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MegaBeanish (2013-04-07 11:48:43)You must have been REALLLYYYY bored.
-Lance Corporal Rodriguez (USMC)
Shalala (2013-04-07 12:18:22)NO ONE SHALL EVAR SEE THE ORIGINAL. (:<
i feel so evil
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Ron1212 (2013-04-07 12:44:17)How much free time do you have?
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SPCOxion (2013-04-07 12:47:32)This is the first thread I've even seen that was literally Too Long; Did not Read!
Mercenary (2013-04-07 12:55:54)Shalala and I were RPing in PMs. I was Rob, she was SL. We never knew it would turn into this.
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This is a little story by Shalala and I. We hope you like it!
Rob: Hmm, someone should fix these errors... SL! Bro, get over here!
SL: Yes, Rob?
Rob: Fix these errors I'm too lazy to fix myself.
SL: If you don't decide to do things my yourself, we are no longer friends.
Rob: I had a long day at work. Don't be like that.
SL: YOU DON'T CARE ABOUT MY NEEDS.
Rob: THEN WHAT DID I MINE FOR YOU IN MINECRAFT?
SL: ABSOLUTELY NOTHING!!
Rob: YOU KNOW I'M LAZY!!
SL: YOU WEREN'T LAZY WHEN WE MET!! I'M ONLY YOUR FRIEND BECAUSE OF YOUR MONEY!!
Rob: OUR MONEY IS DISAPPEARING BECAUSE YOU WON'T DO WHAT YOU'RE TOLD!!
SL: GET OFF YOUR LAZY ASS FOR ONCE!!
Rob: FINE, I'M TAKING OUR MONEY WITH ME!
SL: Oh, what? COME BACK!! YOU CAN BLAME IT ALL ON ME!!!
Rob: Okay, get to work.
SL: Give me a brofist first.
Rob: Okay. *brofist* Go do it now.
SL: okay.jpg
......I'm 13. What the hell am I supposed to do? *derp*
Rob: Don't give me that! You can do it.
SL: Fine, I'll just click random buttons. It works in the movies...
Rob: Good enough.
SL: *clickclickclick* Almost done...! I just hope nothing bad happens! AHAHAH
Rob: You can do it.
SL: YAAAAYYY I'M DOOONE!! I think. I dunno, let's see what that random stuff did.
Rob: It's fixed!
SL: Mmhmm. NAO IT'S SMEXY TIME.
Rob: YES! *Pulls out 3DS*
SL: I am Bloodninja. *puts on robe and wizard hat*
Rob: How sexy.
SL: Indeed.
Rob: Rob: *Puts on Mario costume* Lets a go!
SL: HOLD ON. THIS IS GONNA BE MORE THAN PG-13!!! Plus, your laptop just exploded.
Rob: What? BUT YOUR CODING STILL NEEDED TO FINISH UPLOADING!!!!!!
SL: Damn...
Rob: Run to the library and do it.
SL: You do it.
Rob: I hope the librarian likes money.
SL: Let's both go to the library!
Rob: Okay!
SL: Who's gonna drive? ._.
Rob: You, obviously.
SL: Like I said earlier; I'm 13.
Rob: Fine, I'll drive.
SL: Yay.
Rob: *Goes outside* WHERE THE
SL: I think you lost it. Oh well. *climbs on your back* MUSH!
Rob: No. We're calling a cab.
SL: Screw you.
Rob: Screw my money, too.
SL: What's the Cab place's number?
Rob: 1-800-069-1111
SL: That number seems legit. Lemme see your phone.
Rob: Yep. *Hands you my phone*
SL: Beepbeepbeep.... "HELLO???? Yeah, I need a taxi for me and my whiny ass friend. Uh-huh. Mkay. Thanks!"
Rob: When will the be here?
SL: 3 or 4 hours.
Rob: Hmmm, screw that. Make me a sandwich. I'm hungry.
SL: We don't have any bread.
Rob: Go buy some.
SL: I don't have money.
Rob: Here's 20 bucks.
SL: Uh, yeah, bread costs over a little over 10 million dollars, so if you'd just give me your credit card...
Rob: I'll come with you then.
SL: Okay.
Rob: Lets hurry. I'll count the money in the safe afterwards.
SL: How much is in the safe?
Rob: 50 billion last time I checked.
SL: What kinda job do you have?! >n<
Rob: A lawyer.
SL: A sixteen year old lawyer?
Rob: Oh, I'm sorry I guess I'll stop earning money.
SL: You hate me, don't you.
Rob: I love you.
SL: Uh-huh. Ok. Let's go to WalMart.
Rob: Okay.
SL: Let's-A-Go!
Rob: *Starts walking*
SL: Say, where is WalMart anyway?
Rob: I thought you knew.
SL: Nope.
Rob: Damn.
SL: Looks like someone needs to go get a GPS.
Rob: What happened to the one I bought you?
SL: You never gave me one.
Rob: Yes I did!
SL: No, I don't believe you did.
Rob: Lets go home. You're gonna find it.
SL: How about YOU try to find it.
Rob: I hope I don't lose our money while trying to find it.
SL: I still have your credit card. I don't care if you lose whatever else you have in your wallet.
Rob: That's a debit card. Hehe.
SL: Let's go home so I can find that GPS! (and maybe steal the safe...)
Rob: Let's go!
SL: Yuss!
Rob:
SL: Where's home?
Rob: That way.
SL: That's descriptive.
Rob: Very descriptive.
SL: *walks in random direction*
Rob: *Follows*
SL: Hey, can I ask ya something?
Rob: Sure
SL: Do you ever wonder if all of this is just some bad fanfiction? Like, two people are just controlling us right now? *conspiracykeanu*
Rob: That would explain a lot.
SL: Indeed. Nevermind that, though, we're home!!!
Rob: Do you have the keys?
SL: Yup. *unlocks door*
Rob: Now look for the GPS.
SL: Ok, while I'm at it, you go look for your car.
Rob: Okay. *leaves*
SL: Mhmhmhm... now where is that safe...
Rob: *Is in an alley* Oh, there's my car. WTF?! Why is it here?
SL: Man, what's with all this random crap in this closet?! CDs... 17 different romance books.... a list of the passwords for all of Robbie Poo's accounts... I hope he doesn't find out that I put his car in that alley..
Rob: *Gets in the car* I'm coming, Luigi.
SL: God, I feel like I'm living in a sucky roleplay.... OOH THE SAFE!!!
Rob: I hope SL doesn't find out we went bankrupt. The bank should be coming in an hour.
SL: HOW THE F*** DO I GET INTO THIS DAMN SAFE?!?!
Mother ******* safe how the ******* **** do I open the **** ******* door?!
************* *** *******!!!
Rob: I should buy some gas. Hmmmm......
SL: Aha! It opened! I didn't think that bomb-omb would work, but I stand corrected!
Rob: *Buys gas and starts driving home* I wonder what that explosion was. Hmmmm....
SL: WHAAATT?!?! THERE ARE ONLY 15 CENTS IN THIS THING.
Rob: I know Luigi will search for the safe. Good thing the one in the house is fake. I need to save our money until the bank comes.
SL: Rob needs to die.... *looks at list of Robbie's passwords*... or perhaps get his reputation ruined...
Rob: *Walks in the house* WTF? What did you do?
SL: It was like this... when we got here.... *shifty eyes*
Rob: THIS!! *Pulls out the belt* I KNOW YOU DID THIS, !
SL: Yeah, maybe. But you have to proof.
Rob: I have cameras.. We'll see....
SL: They exploded.
Rob: Hmm....
SL: Hmm...
Rob: I'm calling the cops.
SL: No, *holds up paper with Rob's password paper and a Duel Scream from Luigi's Mansion* One press of a button and your reputation on every site you've registered on will be destroyed.
Rob: Fine....
SL: *holds up gun* But just to make sure you're not tempted to call them...
Rob: Do it. This relationship means nothing anymore.
SL: First, tell me; where is the money?
Rob: We went bankrupt.
SL: That's no good, now is it? You're worthless to me now. *demon mode* PREPARE TO DIIIIIEEEEE!! *pulls out gun* *shoots*
Rob: *Falls on the floor* You
SL: ...Fool, I AM your dad!
MHUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!
Rob: *Is lying dead on the floor*
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