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Author has written 8 stories for Percy Jackson and the Olympians, Twilight, Kane Chronicles, Savvy, and Underland Chronicles.
Q: How many llamas and alpacas would it take to take over the world? A: Five llamas and one alpaca. WE ARE COMING FOR YOU!! llamasong
If you hyper, like being hyper, and are hyper all the time, COPY THIS INTO YOUR PROFILE!
I'm bored. If you're bored too, copy and paste this into your profile and let the world know you have nothing to do...
Was that an earthquake, or did i just rock your world? (ooh, burn!)
When life gives you lemons, make grapefruit juice, and let life wonder how the heck you did that!
If you haven't died yet, copy and paste this onto your profile.
I know I'm in my own little world, but its Okay, they know me there.
If you don't understand how a woman could both love her sister dearly and want to wring her neck at the same time, then you were probably an only child. ~Linda Sunshine
I am now on FictionPress! Same name as here.
I do not own any of the characters that I write about unless they are my very own OC's which I spend sleepless nights perfecting them and giving them flaws and would expect you to not steal them, thank you very much. I also own Specky the Spider, Steve the Spider, Pedro the Pencil, and the bloodsucking kitty from Twilight and any other insane character that were birthed from the hyperocity of my mind. (:
Quote of the Day!
"If I could make my own fortune cookie, I'd throw one in there that just said 'DUCK!!!!!!' and watch the person who gets it."
-Charles, my BIL
92 percent of American teens would die if Fang told them it was uncool to breathe. Copy this in your profile if you would be the 8 percent that would tell Fang to get over himself and then shove him back in your basement where he belongs. Then, you would resurrect the 92 percent of overzealous fangirls and use them as your zombie army to take over Canada and rename it Canadia where you would rule as Queen with Fang by your side as your extremely hot king who has no real political power except to stand there and make you look good.
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This is Bunny.
The closest I could find for Annabeth's Wedding dress from TTIHMPJO-Lady Luck
-Hello and welcome to the Mental Health Hot-line. If you are obsessive compulsive, press 1 repeatedly. If you are co-dependent ask someone to press 2 for you. If you have multiple personalities press 3, 4, 5, 6. If you are paranoid, we know what you are and what you want so stay on the line and we'll trace your call. If you are delusional press 7 and your call will be sent to the Mother Ship. If you are schizophrenic listen carefully and a small voice will tell you which number to press. If you are depressive, it doesn't matter which number you press, no one will answer you. If you are dislexic press 6, 9, 6, 9, 6, 9. If you have a nervous disorder fidget with the hatch key until the beep. After the beep, please wait for the beep. If you have short term memory loss, please try your call again later and if you have low self esteem, hang up; all our operators are too busy to talk to you.
Just because you were born in '97 doesn't mean you're a 90's kid. It's not like you could remember the original Simpsons. I am sorry but three conscious years of the 90's just wont cut it. You're a 90's kid if You remember watching -Doug -Ren & Stimpy -Pinky and the Brain -AAAAAAAH Real Monsters! -Rockos modern Life. -Animaniacs -Gargoyles You've ever ended a sentence with the word "PSYCHE!" You just cant resist finishing this . . . "in west Philadelphia born and raised . . ." You remember -Step by Step -Family Matters -Dinosaurs -Boy Meets World You remember when it was actually worth getting up early on a Saturday to watch cartoons. You remember reading "Goosebumps" You still get the urge to say "NOT" after (almost) every sentence . . . not When everything was settled by -rock paper scissors or -bubble gum bubble gum in a dish or -ms. mary mack When kick ball was a daily activity. When we used to obey our parents You used to listen to the radio all day long just to r ecord your FAVORITE song of ALL time on a tape. You remember when Super Nintendos and Sega Genisis became popular. You remember The Original Game Boy. You always wanted to send in a tape to America's Funniest Home Videos . . . but never taped anything funny. You remember watching -The Magic School Bus -Wishbone -Reading Rainbow -and Ghostwriter on PBS You remember when Yo-Yos were cool. You remember those Where's Waldo books. You remember eating Warheads and Splashers Gum. You remember watching -the 1st Batman -Aladdin -Ninja Turtles -ghost busters You remember Ring Pops. If you remember when every thing was "da BOMB!" You remember boom boxes .vs. cd players. Making those little paper fortune things, and then predicting your life with them. You played and/or collected "Pogs" You had at least one Tamagotchi, GigaPet, or Nano and brought it everywhere. One word. . . . . . . .trolls. Windows 95 was the best. You watched the original cartoons of -Rugrats -Wild Thornberry's -Power Ra ngers -Rocket Power. All your school supplies were "Lisa Frank" brand. You collected those Beanie Babies. Carebears Lambchop's song never ended. Silver dollars, which were cool to have. Everyone watched the WB. If you even know what an original walkman is. You know the Macarena by heart. "Talk to the hand" . . . enough said You went to McDonald's to play in the playplace. You remember playing on merry go rounds at the playground. Before the MySpace frenzy . . . Before the Internet & text messaging . . . Before Sidekicks & iPods . . . Before PlayStation3 or X-BOX 360 . . . Before Spongebob . . . Before Tupac was shot. When light up sneakers were cool. When you rented VHS tapes, not DVDs. When gas was 0.95 a gallon. When we recorded stuff on VCRs. You had slap bracelets! You Actually played outside until it was dark! Way back. Before we realized all this would eventually disappear. Post this in your bulletin if you remember these days . . .
I am the girl that doesn't go to school dances, or games, and when I do go, I sit in a corner and read a book. I am the girl that people look through when I say something. I am the girl that spends most of her free time reading, writing, or doing other activities that most teenagers wouldn't call normal. I am the girl that people call weird and a freak either behind my back or to my face. I am the girl that doesn't spend all her time on MySpace, or talking to a girlfriend on a cell phone or regular phone. I am the girl that hasn't been asked out in a year. I am the girl that has stopped to smell the flowers and jump and splash in the rain. BUT I am also the girl who knows and is proud to be who she is, doesn’t care if people call her weird (it's a compliment), who loves reading and writing and doing the things that no one seems to havethe time to do any more, who loves and is obsessed with Twilight and Maximum Ride, who can express herself better with words than actions, who doesn't need a guy to complete her, and knows the importance of the little things. Copy and paste this onto your account, and add your name to the list, if you are anything like me, so the girls who are different and unique can know in their weakest time that they are unique but not alone: Iheartjake, TeamJacob101, Boysareadrag, The Dawn Is Breaking, twilite addict, The Lonely Teenager, AliceDaSpaz, Skittle.Rocke, Silent_Broken_Heart, St. Fang of Boredom, Ailat
I like random rants. I guess this could be a random rant even though it's not about stuff that I hate. Hey! That's almost an alliteration. Random rant, random rant, random rant! Alliterations are kewl, but not as kewl as spelling kewl, k-e-w-l. 'Cause spelling kewl that way is just the awsomest. Awsomest should totally be a word, and so should funner. I mean really, who says more fun in a normal conversation? No one that's who! Hmm. Maybe Odyseus said more fun, he did say his name was no one. Actually he said his name was nobody, but it's close enough. Odyseus was really smart. Too bad most or all of those stories are made up. It would be so kewl if it weren't. We'd all be in, like, PJO or something. Okay, maybe not everyone. Some one would have to be the innocent bystander or villager. Oh! Did you know that it used to be that you were guilty until proven innocent? That would NOT be kewl. Not that I've been to court or jail for anything, it's just well...that doesn't seem just...If you like random rants copy and paste this on to your profile.
93 percent of American teens would have a severe emotional breakdown if someone called them a freak. If you're a part of the 7 percent who would ask the person, "What was your first clue?", copy this into your profile and add your name to the list: Sunlit Goddess of the C.O.C.A., Moonlit Goddess of the C.O.C.A., Evil Genius of the COCA, Invader Miley Phantom, dAnnYsGiRl777, BloodySalvation, Lady Lost-A-Lot, bellabookworm9, Bella Masen Cullen, Vampire Scooby, Alannaswarrior, SpottedLilly, Alleyanna Cullen, hugs.4.all.the.emo.boyz, WritingRocks6, GlindaFied26, XxXpurplelilyxXx, Bookluvrxoxo, Daydreamer897, The Friendly Chupacabra, Shorty and KG Inc., AVirgoGirl, xcheergrlx3, Mrs.DiAngelo, Nico's Future Wife, Ailat
i understand that Scissors can beat Paper, and I get how Rock can beat Scissors, but there's no way Paper can beat Rock. Is Paper supposed to magically wrap around Rock leaving it immobile? If so, why can't paper do this to scissors? Screw scissors, why can't paper do this to people? Why aren't sheets of college ruled notebook paper constantly suffocating students as they attempt to take notes in class? I'll tell you why, because paper can't beat anybody, a rock would tear that crap up in two seconds. When I play rock/ paper/ scissors, I always choose rock. Then when somebody claims to have beaten me with their paper I can punch them in the face with my ready made fist and say, oh, I'm sorry, I thought paper would protect you!!
For me, crazy is a loose term. Crazy is when you stare at a pencil and laugh when someone asks you what you are doing that is so interesting about the eraser. Crazy is when you have an hour-long sob fest, and then start singing and dancing when your favorite song comes on. Crazy is when you do or say a completely random thing, like "Do you ever wonder where the eraser bits go?" or having a thumbwar with yourself. Crazy is when you type up all your favorite sayings, print them off and tape them to your wall, just for something to do. Crazy is when you memorize the complete biographies and physical traits of every character in Twilight (or almost, at least). Crazy is when you write Jasper, Emmett or Edward Cullen is hot on your homework instead of doing it. Crazy is downloading all of Twilight and New Moon off the books on C.D. from the libary, and listening to them over and over again. Crazy is when you dont say a thing about yourself in your fanfiction bio but insted yell random things that make you lafe. Crazy is when you start getting antisocial because you want to read instead of hanging out with your friends. Crazy is when you laugh about how Edward Cullen thinks Bella is DEAD in New Moon, even though it's a very serious matter, and your sister hears you and asks why you're laughing so loud and you tell her and she just cries about it because she thinks it's sad. Crazy is when you head bang to a slow song, or become obsessed with the song "Let it Die" by Three Days Grace because it reminds you of Edward Cullen for some odd reason. Crazy is naming your winter jacket Mr. Puffy and your best friend naming hers Mrs. Puffy and letting them marry for the winter, then at the end of the winter, they both retire and divorce each other. Crazy is when you are taking a math test and go over on ur scrap sheet of paper to work out the problem, and start drawing spirals until the teacher goes five minutes left! Crazy is having a major argument with your friend...and i mean major...its still going on and it has already been a year...about which one is better: pudding or jello. T. Crazy is when you argue with your friends at lunch with who you would rather date, Edward Cullen or Jacob Black. Crazy is not sleeping 3 nights in a row because you stayed up reading fanfiction and then jumping in bed at 7:00 am when you’re mom comes to wake you up so you can get ready to go to work with her, where there is a computer where you continue to read fanfiction. Crazy is laughing your ass off while you’re supposed to be giving a report on Pluto and then being threatened by you teacher that she will fail you if you don’t stop cackling like an idiotic hyena. Wrote a fanfiction (for your own amusement) about Edward Cullen falling in love with a turtle who loves a monkey, but Emmett loves the monkey and threatens to squish the turtle which makes Edward go all PMSy! Crazy is freaking out because you saw a silver volvo and tripped on the sidewalk laughing like a (twilight) maniac.Crazy is when you start laughing until you butt falls off for no apparent reason and your mom comes in the room and goes like, "What the hell is going on?" Crazy is if you suddenly yell, 'PARTY IN MY TUMMY!' and everyone stares at you in Pre-Algebra class.Crazy is having an argument with your best friend about who gets to date Edward Cullen.Crazy is when you compare everything anf everyone to Twilight. Crazy is when you knick name you eraser Fang from Maximum Ride so he can always be with you then when one of your friends drops him down a drain accidently you start to bawl your eyes out. Crazy is when you are in the car and you pass a building and scream cause you think it says ITEX when really it says INEX and you do that every time you pass it even though you've seen it a million times before. Crazy is when you read this thing and are agreeing to pretty much everything on it. Crazy is when you dress up in all black, name the weird thing that's on your braclet 'Nigel-san' or 'Sensei-san', and run around claiming to be 'Ninja Fang' and singing the Ghostbusters theme song. If you're crazy, copy this onto your profile and add something crazy you've done to the list!
1. I need to tell you a secret.(look at #5)
ACTUAL PRODUCT LABELS THAT SCARE ME:
On a Sears hairdryer: Do not use while sleeping. ( that's the only time I have to work on my hair).
On a bag of Fritos! ..You could be a winner! No purchase necessary. Details inside. (the shoplifter special)?
On a bar of Dial soap: "Directions: Use like regular soap." (and that would be how?...)
On some Swanson frozen dinners: "Serving suggestion: Defrost." (but, it's "just" a suggestion).
On Tesco's Tiramisu dessert (printed on bottom): "Do not turn upside down." (well...duh, a bit late, huh)!
On Marks & Spencer Bread Pudding: "Product will be hot after heating." (...and you thought?...)
On packaging for a Rowenta iron: "Do not iron clothes on body." (but wouldn't this save me more time?)
On Boot's Children Cough Medicine: "Do not drive a car or operate machinery after taking this medication." (We could do a lot to reduce the rate of construction accidents if we could just get those 5-year-olds with head-colds off those forklifts.)
On Nytol Sleep Aid: "Warning: May cause drowsiness." (and.. .I'm taking this because?...)
On most brands of Christmas lights: "For indoor or outdoor use only." (as opposed to...what?)
On a Japanese food processor: "Not to be used for the other use." (now, somebody out there, help me on this. I'm a bit curious.)
On Sunsbury's peanuts: "Warning: contains nuts." (talk about a news flash)
On an American Airlines packet of nuts: "Instructions: Open packet, eat nuts." (Step 3: maybe, uh...fly Delta?)
On a child's superman costume: "Wearing of this garment does not enable you to fly." (I don't blame the company. I blame the parents for this one.)
On a Swedish chainsaw: "Do not attempt to stop chain with your hands." (...was there a lot of this happening somewhere?)
DEATH OF AN OLD AND TRUE FRIEND:
This is so true:
One of my best friends died recently; I'm really upset. He was such a great guy and I miss him. Maybe you knew of him. Most people did. I hope it wasn't you who contributed to his death, otherwise I shall dispatch a vicious band of lions to disembowel you. Okay, I don't have a troupe of lions at my disposal, but I can find one, trust me. My friend was a paragon of amazing. His name was Common Sense. I am sorry to inform you of his demise. Mourn with me.
Dearly beloved…we gather here to say our goodbyes. Here he lies…
Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape.
He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as knowing when to come in out of the rain, why the early bird gets the worm, life isn't always fair, and maybe it was my fault.
Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you earn) and reliable parenting strategies (adults, not children, are in charge).
His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place.
Reports of a six-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate and teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch only worsened his condition.
Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job they failed to do in disciplining their unruly children.
It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer Panadol, sun lotion or a sticky plaster to a student; but, could not inform the parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.
Common Sense lost the will to live as the Ten Commandments became contraband; churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims.
Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar can sue you for assault.
Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.
Common Sense was preceded in death by his parents, Truth and Trust; his wife, Discretion; his daughter, Responsibility; and his son, Reason. He is survived by three stepbrothers; I Know My Rights, Someone Else is to Blame, and I'm A Victim.
Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone.
Rest In Peace, my old friend.
I have a name, an age, a gender and a religion,
Ways to know you're a real writer:
1. You get extremely grumpy and unpleasant if there is more than a 24-hour
2. You sometimes act out your story ideas by yourself.
3. If you don't have your own laptop, you are begging desperately for it.
4. You occasionally speak with adverbs such as 'wistfully' or 'reluctantly'.
5. You get super duper excited every time your fanfic gets a new review.
6. You have a really long profile.
7. You get goosebumps for planning out stories in your head.
9. You bring either your laptop or your notebook EVERYWHERE.
You talk to yourself a lot.
-You talk to yourself about talking to yourself.
-When you talk to yourself you often talk to yourself like you're talking to someone else.
-After uttering a profound piece of wisdom like that above, you stare at the cookie in your hand with awe and say, "Wow,this stuff is great for sugar highs...'
-You live off of sugar and caffeine.
-You'll check your e-mail every day of the week and then disappear off the face of the earth.
-You're e-mails tend to be pages long and incredibly random.
-When replying to an e-mail, you'll never actually address the point of it.
-No matter where you are in a room you never have to get up to find a pen/pencil and paper.
-The letters on your keyboard are wearing off.
-You constantly start talking in third person, present or past tense.
-You start thinking about making lists like this and start giggling for no "apparent" reason
-Your friends stopped looking at you funny for no apparent reason a loooooong time ago.
-You have strange nicknames and can tell a detailed story about how you got them.
-People believe you have multiple personality disorder.
-You have names for all the different personalities.
-You're going to write a book about them.
-You argue with them- and lose.
-You find yourself shoved into the back of your head while the one who wants to kill (insert name of ) takes over.
-You have a spoon in your purse.
“You know, you’re gonna die if you keep falling like that, right?”
“Doesn’t it make me seem as though I were ‘human’?”
“So it’s you, Dark!! …knock that off. It’s creepy…
“Heck, for all we know we could be 105 and just look cute.”
“I give life and you steal it away. And yet I wonder, which of us is the sinner?”
"Remember: If the world didn't suck, we would all fall off."
"Snot is brain juice leaking out of your nose."
"They laugh because we're losers. We laugh because we just figured it out."
"They laugh at me because I'm DIFFERENT. I laugh at them because they're all the SAME."
"The difference between the right word and the almost right word is the difference between lightning and the lightning bug."
"I dream of a better world where chickens can cross roads without having their motives questioned."
"Everyone wants happiness without any pain, but you can't have rainbows without a little rain."
"If people were meant to pop out of bed we would all sleep in toasters."
"Tell your friends you love them. If you can't, get new friends."
"There's always a light at the end of the tunnel. I just hope it isn't an oncoming train."
"Live life like you just woke up and realized it was Christmas morning."
"Fly with your own wings."
Dance like no one is watching.
Love like you've never been hurt.
Sing like no one is listening.
Live like it's heaven on earth.
Work like you don't need the money.
Speak like you've never been heard.
Listen like the voice is a melody.
Write like you just found the words.
Mom suddenly looked up and cleared her throat. "Excuse me, Ella? Iggy? Are you too busy to join us right now?"
Well, that shocked those two apart. It seemed, while the rest of us were saying hi to mom, that Ella must have tripped and Iggy had been forced to catch her with his arms, wings, and mouth all at once. At least, that was the less accusing way of putting it.
"Eww..." Gazzy said, making a face at the two of them.
"Hey, don't knock it 'till you've tried it." I heard Fang mutter to him. -Another Form of the Avian Bird Flu by St. Fang of Boredom.
"Yeah, mate," Sirius agreed. "This is pretty mild for us. We're just taking a walk outside. We're not even running. Hell, we're not even illegally transforming into animals. Well," he paused to smirk wickedly. "Some of us transform into animals," he corrected himself with a wolfish grin. "Some of us turn into wimpy deer and rats."
"I'm a stag!" James disputed loudly.
Sirius scoffed. "You have a little tail, you eat grass, and you prance around. You're a girly, little deer, mate."
"A stag!" -Hostage by Molly Raesly
James immediately imagined him bowing down submissively in front of this dangerous man. The man in question would be tall and muscular. He would look like he could kill you with his bare hands but would not have the need to do so. No, this man would never need to do anything for himself. Perhaps, he would have a mustache. -Hostage by Molly Reasly (I don't know why, but i found this epically hilarious.)
Do not put statements in the negative form.
Oh my God!” Sirius stood up in shock. “Lupin’s having an affair with Madam Pomfrey!” -Sirius, Carry On by Teenlaunch
"No, I meant, look at this! There's a place called Yakima! Who'd want to live in Yakima?"
"I dunno," said Iggy tiredly, leaning back on the branch of his tree. "Long-haired bovines?"
Gazzy caught on. "Yeah, who are fans of Star Wars! 'Yak, I'm a!'"
"No, it'd be, 'A yak, I am,'" Nudge corrected. "May the horse be with you--"
I cut her off before she could get started. "Yaks aren't horses, sweetie."-Max, Forks and the Flock by ouch-eddie
"South America. It'll be warm. They have llamas. You like llamas." -Max-MAX (hehehe. Llamas!!)
"I feel like pudding, Pudding with nerve endings. Pudding in great pain." -Iggy-Angel Experiment
"Holy (insert swear word of your choice here.)"-Fang-AE
"I look like prep school Barbie. Actually, you look like prep school Barbie. I'm just one of her friends." -Nudge-Schools Out Forever
You... are...a... fridge...with...wings...We're...freaking...ballet...dancers! -Fang-SOF
Jeb turned to her. "She's incorruptible." Bully for me. "At least by power." I said. "You haven't tried chocolate or cute shoes" -Max and Jeb-Saving the World and Other Extreme Sports.
"I vill now destroy ve Snickuhs Bars!"-StWaOES
"Those wacky Brits called fries 'chips'. And potato chips were 'crisps'. And cookies were 'biscuits'. I had no idea what real biscuits were called. Wangdoodles?" -Max-StWaOES
"DOOMED! They're all doomed. Notice I didn't say what kind of doom it was, so whatever happens to them, I will have predicted it.
White is the color of little bunnies with pink noses.
"South America. It'll be warm. They have llamas. You like llamas." -Max-MAX (hehehe. Llamas!!)
"I believe misters Fred and George Weasley were responsible for trying to send you a toilet seat."
"We could be killed, or worse, expelled." -Hermione Granger-HP
"I want to fix that in my memory forever, Draco Malfoy, the amazing bouncing ferret..."-Ron-HP
"Fred, you next," the plump woman said.
"Oh, are you a prefect, Percy? You should have said something, we had no idea."
Dudley had done the thing he was threatening to do since age three: He had become wider than he was tall.-HP
"His life's ambition is to have his head cut off and stuck up on a plaque like his mother," said Ron. "Is that normal, Hermione?"-Ron-HP
"Not this brave at night, are you?" sneered Dudley.
(this was before stew, but everything was after stew. When man came climbing out from the mud, their first meal was stew.)...(but this was after taxes, but everything was after taxes. Even stew was after taxes.)-The Princess Bride
“Okay,“ Fang said. “First we steal all the Snickers bars from a candy factory. Put those away.
Then, we’ll hire a creepy-looking guy to 'assassinate' the robot president, make sure it is all caught on tape and is all over the news as soon as it happens. Therefore, the 'murderer' is all over the news, classified as highly dangerous, and thrown into jail for the rest of his life.
“Fang,” I said in a caring sisterly way, “what the heckle have you been smoking?”
-Fangy-poo and Ella-bell, Rainy Day Games with the Flock by Fangalicious08
What have you pulled?
If you have pulled a Max: You have made a snap decision and decided to do it without thinking it through first.
If you have pulled a Fang:You have sneaked up behind someone without them noticing, making it seem like you came out of nowhere
If you have pulled a Iggy: You have run into an inaminate object without realizing it was there. This could include, poles, wall, doors, tables, etc.
If you have pulled a Nudge:You have talked about something nonstop for the past five minutes, not allowing anyone else to speak. This is also known as rambling.
If you have pulled a Gazzy:You have farted in a big group of people really loudly, and everyone could hear it and smell it.
If you have pulled a Angel You have invaded someone elses personal space, without any consideration for that person. You can also pull a Angel by gaining a whole lot of useless powers that you don't really need...but I highly recomend the first one.
I have pulled a Max, Fang, Iggy, Nugde, and, if you look at it one way, an Angel
YOUR GUY SIDE:
You love hoodies.
xShopping is torture.
YOUR GIRL SIDE:
You wear lip gloss/chapstick.
X You smile a lot more than you should.
GUY SIDE: X= 15
GIRL SIDE: X= 11
>:) THIS IS SMILEY! HE WILL ONE DAY RULE THE WORLD SO WORSHIIP HIM WHILE YOU CAN BEFORE YOU MAKE HIS BAD SIDE!! ON THE PLUS SIDE, YOU GET FREE LEMONADE EVERYDAY!! JOIN HIM FELLOW HUMANS!! someone que the evil laughter MWAHAHAHA