Translation: ''You want to leave but you don't want, don't want to'' (Yes, I adore that song... oh so dancy! Yay for gay Romanians!)
Steve Irwin's dead. I laughed. Everybody looked at me like I was heartless.
I mean, people die all the time, he had a good life, he enjoyed himself and all that. Go him, he died doing what he loved.
I would laugh if I died; not that that makes any sense, because I would be dead.. It's hard to explain. Eh, oh well.
Also, after extensive spider-discussion with Josh, I've come to the conclusion that more spiders should be shiny.. as if they're wearing vinyl (like mouse spiders).


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