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BOB: What is paper made from? |
BOB: What is paper made from?<br> |
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NOT BOB: Wood pulp that has been bleached white. |
NOT BOB: Wood pulp that has been bleached white.<br> |
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BOB: Why do golf balls have little holes in them? |
BOB: Why do golf balls have little holes in them?<br> |
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NOT BOB: The dimples on a golf ball make them fly farther, thus being more aerodynamic |
NOT BOB: The dimples on a golf ball make them fly farther, thus being more aerodynamic<br> |
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BOB: Why is sky blue? |
BOB: Why is sky blue?<br> |
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NOT BOB: The sun's rays...(keep in mind that Not Bob is geek. There is nothing wrong with being a geek, you're just are a wimp and are homework inclined.) |
NOT BOB: The sun's rays...(keep in mind that Not Bob is geek. There is nothing wrong with being a geek, you're just are a wimp and are homework inclined.)<br> |
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BOB: Why does 2+2=4? |
BOB: Why does 2+2=4?<br> |
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NOT BOB: (pushes glasses higher up nose) Because that is the way it is. |
NOT BOB: (pushes glasses higher up nose) Because that is the way it is.<br> |
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BOB: No, it equals eight! I hate you! Go away! Leave me alone! |
BOB: No, it equals eight! I hate you! Go away! Leave me alone!<br> |
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Yeah, that's a very accurate repressentation of the world. |
Yeah, that's a very accurate repressentation of the world. |
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Revision as of 00:48, 8 February 2010
Can someone please help me with the template thingy? I really suck at all things artistic. (Minus danceing, I'm actually pretty good at that.)
For everyone out there, you can call me Onyx Gypsy. That of course, isn't my real name, but does have a cool vibe to it. Maybe I should change my name. Maybe I should throw a birthday party for myself when it's not even close to my birthday. Maybe I should learn Latin. Maybe I should... ok fine I'm getting off topic. But this is my page, and I can do what ever I want with it. Like what if I want to type an entire line of lalalalalalalalalalalalal.... (Yeah, borderline normal person, read the lalalala's.) It sorta starts souding like a song if you read it out loud; lalalalalala.... La. Gosh, someone has to take my sugar away from me. NO DON'T!!!!! I'll die. No really, I will. I'm dependant on all things sweet, adorable, secretly evil, covered in chocolate, and incredibly fattening.
Ok, some real explanation of the name. I move around alot (hence "Gypsy") and Onyx is just this dark, different, shady, cover the knife with blood and gore, raise the dead... you get the picture. I have issues, like major issues. Like, why do people mispronounce the word caramel? It's pronounced KAir-RA-MELL. And why does caramel even exist? It's just this goo that people stick in in the middle of chocolate. It ruins the chocolate! Why? Why would you ruin the chocolate!!!!! Hey wait, did I mention that I liked chocolate?
I have other problems too. Why do some people always have to have the answer to everything? Like this:
BOB: What is paper made from?
NOT BOB: Wood pulp that has been bleached white.
BOB: Why do golf balls have little holes in them?
NOT BOB: The dimples on a golf ball make them fly farther, thus being more aerodynamic
BOB: Why is sky blue?
NOT BOB: The sun's rays...(keep in mind that Not Bob is geek. There is nothing wrong with being a geek, you're just are a wimp and are homework inclined.)
BOB: Why does 2+2=4?
NOT BOB: (pushes glasses higher up nose) Because that is the way it is.
BOB: No, it equals eight! I hate you! Go away! Leave me alone!
Yeah, that's a very accurate repressentation of the world.
And to any of the weirdos out there that take offence, I'm a geek too.
But I'm a girl geek, which is different from a guy geek, because if you call me geek, I'll break you're neck. (Pointe shoes hurt when they're driven into the right places.)
The rest of the white space is yours. Read on.
(ha ha, made you look!)