-School happened-
-As did slight bruising from attempts to use the previously mentioned rubber ball to trick physics-
-There was likely no unexpected phenomena, unless there was. In which case it will likely be mentioned in a subsequent post by either Spaz or Mobile-
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.-Doc took Anna to school and did school stuff-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?That was five years ago. To the day, now that I think about it....
From that day forward, I swore I would never be defeated by you again. Every punch thrown, suplex delivered, child beaten....it was all to get stronger....strong enough to finally end your miserable existence...
Time for talking's over, you old Crone. Let's finish this....
edited 26th Nov '13 10:52:52 PM by MacDuffy
-Starts pacing around, cane and sword still clasping together-
Heh... I was wondering when you'd finally grow a pair and face me. You've been hiding, haven't you? You're just a computer teacher, you ginormous geek. You stand no chance against me.
-Steps back and swings at his abdomen-
edited 26th Nov '13 11:06:26 PM by Higginbid
IS THAT ME? AM I THE MOM?-okay so she's pretty goddamn sure this is the thing that makes the oven hot, but why the fuck won't it make the oven hot-
-maybe the door closed on it, that explains why the hinges are melted-
-how did that happen though, was the safety mechanism tripped or someth oh my god what was that fucking noise and why does it sound faintly like Mr. Touchdown-
edited 26th Nov '13 11:38:11 PM by Higginbid
IS THAT ME? AM I THE MOM?-Doc gets the strangest feeling he missed out on something enormously epic-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-Doc gets back home and gets to work updating his chalk board for when others arrive-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

Ah, yes... That.
You're still holding onto that after all these years, yes? Well aren't you just childish.
-The memories are still fresh in her mind, as if it was just yesterday-
-The feeling of triumph as she tossed his suitcase full of rare, collectors edition manga into the raging flames of the hobo-barrel were amazing. The tears. The sweet, sweet loserly tears. Ah yes, good times-
What do you wish you accomplish fighting this old dog, eh? Revenge? How old are you now, Touchdown?
IS THAT ME? AM I THE MOM?