FrankFrank: The sun shines, as hot as fire. By SomecloneFrank
The sun shines bright (as it always does) over Los Angeles. To the west, the rich and the famous, to the east, the gangs and the ghettos. Not much happens in the west, and everyone’s glad of it; the tourists go there. The east is generally more avoided of tourists and anyone who isn’t poor. These gangs are vicariously violent, Frank Twopenny, is also vicariously violent.
The annoying thing is, people are beginning to complain they’ve got super powers. Just last week, that kid killed that other kid by shooting fire from his hands in some backwate
OH MAH GOOD LAWDOH MAH GOOD LAWD A poemOH MAH GOOD LAWD
O MAH GOOD LAWDS I SAW A BORG AND HE SAID “O MAH GOOD LAWD”
O MAH GOOD LAWD I SAW A FORK AND IT SAID “O MAH GOOD LAWD”
THEN I TURNED AROUND TOO SEE WHAT THEY WERE LOOKING AT AND I THOUGHT
O MAH GOOD LAWD I SAW YOUR FACE AND I SAID “O MAH GOOD LAWD”
THEN I DIED FROM A HEART ATTACK.
Paranoia RP.
You need help, brother.
HURRH
what is it good for?
absolutely nothing!
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When life gives you lemons, make grape juice and wonder how it's possible, then let other people wonder as well.
Merde, j'ai été laminés Rick!
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