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1337xxxxxxxxxlolololololololololxxxxxxxxx1337 Posted:

hi. This contest ends on July 1st nana

This question is for everyone – what will you do with the bp? THis is important

id do absolutely nothing with it

the possibilities are endless. what i might do with this bp.

Story One:

Me and two of my best friends were in Barnes & Nobles, just basically screwing around because we had so much free time. Me and Elise were standing in the manga section (otaku here, don’t like it, don’t care) and Marie had gone someplace else, I don’t remember where. Suddenly we see her BOLT past the manga aisle, and thinking quickly, me and Elise took off towards the back of the store, giggling like mad. We hear Marie calling for us, so we run to psychology, where we hide behind two bookshelves, facing the back wall, flattening ourselves up against the ends as much as possible. My phone goes off, and quite loudly as I’d forgotten it wasn’t on silent anymore. (any of you guys see Bedtime Stories, with Adam Sandler? Well his character’s ringtone was a recording of him going “ring ring ring ring…RING RING RING RING…AAAAAAAAAHHHH!” ...that’s my ringtone) I pull it out of my purse as fast as humanly possible and answer it. “Hello?” Marie says “WHERE ARE YOU GUYS?!” I’m like ”...What do you mean? Log in to see images!” She says “Put Elise on the phone!” so I hand it to Elise. I don’t hear what happened, but soon she hands the phone back to me and starts going looking through the books on the wall. We were there not five minutes more before Marie STORMS over and nearly smashes Elise with her purse, screaming “WHAT DID YOU DO THAT FOR? WHY DID YOU RUN AWAY?!” Now keep in mind that this was mostly my idea. A little while later, Elise tries to get out of being ‘punished’ by Marie by stating this fact, saying “but she *points to me* thought of it!” Marie looks at me, I smile and give the peace sign. She turns back to Elise and says “Like I’d believe that, how could anything that mean come out of her? Elise, you’re so mean, trying to blame her!” I DIED INSIDE XDDD

Later, a thunderstorm had caught on and Marie won’t drive in thunderstorms, so we were sitting in the area with five armchairs. Only one was open and Elise didn’t want to sit, she wanted to look at the dessert cookbooks, so Marie and I squeeze our bumes onto the open seat and start trying to hack into the AT&T wireless connection with my iPod touch because even though we bought **** from the Starbucks, we didn’t get any code to access the internet. Wasn’t a big deal, I pulled out my 237 funny pictures (because I have no life) and we looked through them. Well we started to **** off the old man sitting across from us, he kept glaring at us and clearing his throat, until he was ****ed enough to leave. We went silent for a while…then started laughing our bumes off. By this time the storm had stopped, so we left.

TL;DR, me and two friends screw around in Barnes & Noble for three hours; all I learned was that if you spell “step” backwards, you get “pets.” ...Yeah.

Story 2:

I went to visit my boyfriend at his house in the next town over two weeks ago. His parents were going out, so they were making us leave the house and walk around town (a town I have no street knowledge of btw). His window is really close to the ground, so he left it unlocked and we left. We waited until the car was far out of sight, then turned around and tried to get back in the house. He was having trouble getting in, and he asked me to help. So I do, and he’s halfway in, so he says to let go, so I back off. I’m already laughing my bum off; number one: I never thought I’d be sneaking into my boyfriend’s house, number two: have you ever watched someone try to climb into a window with a bit of difficulty? That was funny in itself. Not ten seconds later I hear him yell “OW, MY BALLS!” and there are no words to describe how hard I started laughing. I know it wasn’t that funny…but it was ****ing funny.

TL;DR: sneaking into boyfriend’s house was funny.

so for real with teh beeps I’d change my name to Hugbear Blimpitide and send the leftover BP to irawr

Your story waes really terrible except:

Nevermore Angel x001 Posted:

(otaku here, don’t like it, don’t care)

Anyway, I’m going to say Hobart and Nana tied, as Hobart made a last minute MS paint and he’s poor because he’s a disshwasher or something and something from Nana I don’t remember made me lol a lil bit a few pages back. This contest was **** thougth and I am humbled by the loss of internet money I’ve incurred.