In the wilderness, a few young ones who studied in the dead or treants association decided on something new.
nedrawdarB(ah B), their class rep stomped happily.
Ah B: HEY GUYS LET'S TRY SOMETHING NEW! LET'S GET CLASS TEES!!!
*Enthusiasm from a part of the class*
*Arthas waves hand enthusiastically*
Arthas: Ah B memememme i got something me me mememememememmmmmmm
Ah B: Yes art(arthas) what do you want.
Art: I wan the back of the shirt to have flowers
There was a ruffled silence, as units within a radius of 300 who heard him turned towards and stared at him. Silence(d).
Ah B: Yeah thanks so much for that contribution. Anyone else who have any ideas?
Random guy A: Why don't we get plate mail instead of a stupid shirt?
Rand Guy B: Yeah like totally~~~ duh shirts~~~duhhh!*makes eric cartman's act retarded face*
Ah B: -.- wtf.
RGC: Ah B we can't get shirts it won't work out.
Ah B: And why?
RGC: Think about it. How many can actually wear it normally? I don't think i can.
RGC turned out to be bianneru sinasas.
Ah B:Yeah, when he starts to have his spiked carapace it'll rip his shirt apart.
RGC: Don't forget that little rock.
Ah B:Yeah, but what does he think he is? The incredible hulk? Growing so large.
RGC: We have to work out how to make these shirts stick on their bodies too. If that silkywoody does her stupid swap she'll end up without a shirt. The 3 mad bros too. Blowing up a shirt isn't wise, especially when they blow themselves up too.
Ah B: Yeah. We'll get something else.
Suggestions?
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