09-04-2004, 01:43 AM
(You spelled it right)
Kuwa runs out the front door.
M: Kalk, where's the duct tape?
K: Duct tape? In the kitchen drawer. Why?
M: Nothing special.... *goes into kitchen. gets tape* I'll be out for a while.
K: *sweat drops*
Kuwa runs out the front door.
M: Kalk, where's the duct tape?
K: Duct tape? In the kitchen drawer. Why?
M: Nothing special.... *goes into kitchen. gets tape* I'll be out for a while.
K: *sweat drops*
When I grow up, I want to be a pet rock.

