| this-means-war |
War does not decide who is right, war decides who is left. _________________________________________ I, too, taste like chicken. _________________________________________ BUT INVADERS BLOOD MARCHES THROUGH MY VEINS LIKE GIANT RADIOACTIVE RUBBER PANTS!!!!! _________________________________________________________________ I am the Undead Vampire Waffle, I have no gender, age, religion, or nationality. I am simply me. Though, if you must give me a name, call me Vamp. My last words are, I have no talent in writing. | |||||