A Tale of Musical Proportions

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A Tale of Musical Proportions

Postby Your Moms Fav Person » Mon May 10, 2010 6:42 pm

[Towelie walks into his Councillor's office in the rehab center, he's trying to get his life back on track, but he has been unemployed for the fifth time, he's trying to convince his Councillor to find him another job]

Towelie: Please Help Me? I promise I'll change for good, If you can just give me another chance.

Councillor: Fine Mr. Towelie, but this is the last time, there is a job open at South Park Elementary for a new Art Teacher

Towelie: Awesome! I'm a really good Artist and I love kids! Thanks Mr. Councillor guy, I won't let you down!

Councillor: You better not.

[Towelie leaves the building gleefully, when he runs into some old friends...]

Hippie #1: Hey Towelie! Wanna joint?

Towelie: Thanks, but I've got a job application to fill out

Hippie #2: Damn Towelie, poor guy, the government brainwashed you now your a part of the conformist system

Towelie: Well I'm just trying to get back on track, it was a nice run, but I'm an adult now

Hippie #1: Well, I guess we could help

Towelie: Great!

Towelie:What would you think if I sang out of tune,
Would you stand up and walk out on me ?
Lend me your ears and I'll sing you a song
And I'll try not to sing out of key.

Oh, I get by with a little help from my friends
Mm, I get high with a little help from my friends
Mm, gonna try with a little help from my friends

What do I do when my love is away

Hippie #1: Does it worry you to be alone ?

Towelie: How do I feel by the end of the day

Hippie #2: Are you sad because you're on your own ?

Towelie: No, I get by with a little help from my friends
Mm, I get high with a little help from my friends
Mm, gonna try with a little help from my friends

Both Hippies: Do you need anybody

Towelie: I need somebody to love

Both Hippies: Could it be anybody

Towelie: I want somebody to love.

Hippie #1: Would you believe in a love at first sight

Towelie: Yes, I'm certain that it happens all the time

Hippie #2: What do you see when you turn out the light

Towelie: I can't tell you but I know it's mine

Oh, I get by with a little help from my friends
Mm, I get high with a little help from my friends
Mm, gonna try with a little help from my friends

[Towelie and the Hippies arrive gleefully to recieve the job when suddently...]

Mrs. Satan: Oh Hi! I'm Shanon, the new music Teacher, you must be Towelie the new Art Teacher?

Towelie: I Got The Job!

Mrs. Satan: Yes, we'll be sharing classrooms because the school is to cheap to give us any, well It was nice meeting you

[Mrs. Satan leaves]

Towelie: Wow....she's pretty

Hippie #1: Dude we have a song to finish!

Towelie: Oh, Right!

Hippie #1: Do you need anybody

Towelie: I just need someone to love *stares back at Mrs. Satan*

Hippie #2: Could it be anybody

Towelie: I want somebody to love.

*sign*

Oh, I get by with a little help from my friends
with a little help from my friends!

Hippie #1: Wow that was fun

Hippie #2: Good luck Towelie, try destroy the conformity in these children's minds with creativity

Towelie: Will Do!

[Pip is hanging out alone in the graveyard watching a burial service while reading the obituary that was handed to him]

Pip: Oh my, this is quite depressing

Jeremy: Ah, look at all the lonely people
Ah, look at all the lonely people

Pip: Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has been
Lives in a dream

Jeremy: Waits at the window, wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door
Who is it for?

Jeremy & Pip: All the lonely people
Where do they all come from ?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong ?

Pip: Father McKenzie writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear
No one comes near.
Look at him working. Darning his socks in the night when there's nobody there
What does he care?

Pip & Jeremy: All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?

Jeremy: Eleanor Rigby died in the church and was buried along with her name
Nobody came
Father McKenzie wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave
No one was saved

Pip & Jeremy: All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?

Pip: It is quite A sad misfortune that poor Ms. Rigby didn't have any family

Jeremy: Sure is, I felt bad so I decided to come, wow I'm glad I'm not the only British fellow in South Park, what's your name lad?

Pip: Pip Pirrup, and what might I say is yours?

Jeremy: Jeremy Jillanheart of Liverpool England

Pip: I do say, that's were the Beatles are from!

Jeremy: Oh I do quite enjoy the Beatles, It's nice to meet you Pip, I'll see you at school then

Pip: Okay, goodbye

[Jeremy leaves the Graveyard]

Pip: Yes! I have a friend!

[It's a normal morning in the Marsh House]

Randy: Wake up in the morning feeling like P Diddy
Grab my glasses, I'm out the door, I'm gonna hit this city
Before I leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack
'Cause when I leave for the night, I ain't coming back

I'm talking pedicure on our toes, toes
Trying on all our clothes, clothes
Boys blowing up our phones, phones
Drop-topping, playing our favorite CDs
Pulling up to the parties
Trying to get a little bit tipsy

[Trust me, this is a normal morning]

Mandy: *yawn* Ugh....Uncle Randy what the hell!?

Sharon: He's listening to that damn I-pod

Randy: Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I'mma fight
'Til we see the sunlight
Tick tock on the clock
But the party don't stop, no

Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I'mma fight
'Til we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the clock
But the party don't stop, no

OH OH OH OH!

OH OH OH OH!

Stan: I swear to God Dad, if you keep blasting that damn thing I'm going to flush it down the toilet!

Randy: *mumble* Stupid Family, ruining all my fun

Sharon: Stan, Mandy, It says in the paper that you two have new Art and Music Teachers

Mandy: Really? Who?

Sharon: Mr. Towelie and...Mrs. Satan?

Randy: Lucky! Mrs. Satan is totally a MILF!

Sharon: Randy!

Randy: Oh, but not as near as beautiful as you Sharon

Sharon: Oh Whatever!

Stan: Towelie as Teacher, that will be interesting

TO BE CONTINUED...
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Re: A Tale of Musical Proportions PRT. 2

Postby Your Moms Fav Person » Thu May 13, 2010 12:54 am

[it's the next day, and everyone is in the Art & Music room waiting to see what to do next]

Towelie: Well good morning children, I'm Mr. Towelie

Clyde: Aren't you a towel/drug addict?

Towelie: Your a towel/drug addict! Now, I'm your new Art Teacher and Mrs. Satan will be your new Music Teacher

Cartman: Dude I would like for her to blow in my mouthpiece

*everyone laughs*

Towelie: Yeah, she's not bad looking is she?

Kenny: She's a total MILF

Damien: Would you guys please quit talking sexually about my Mom!

Towelie: Oh...Sorry...

Mrs. Satan: Hi! Sorry I was late everyone!

Cartman: Oh, it's okay Mrs. Satan

Mrs. Satan: Okay, so Mr. Towelie, I heard you play guitar

Toweilie: well, I play a little

Mrs. Satan: why don't you play some for us right now, It would make me very happy to hear how musically talented you are

Towelie: Well I...okay!

[Towelie pulls out a guitar, starts playing it, and sings]

Toweilie: This is a song about a rose
Or perhaps it's a song about the shadow of a rose
In the morning the apple sellers congregate on corners of their own
But you and I we sing our song about a rose or perhaps the shadow of a rose

With the children of Fribourg and the good thief standing by
We consort in silent rendezvous and call the world a lie
When our song is but a candle that will one day burn away
The children of Fribourg cannot hear what we say

This is a song about a rose
Of lonely caravans whispering to God
To chain the world in prose
But people are not singers and life is not a song
And even God can only guess
Why or where or when or if
The answers all belong
And you and I we sing our song about a rose
Or perhaps the shadow of a rose

Mrs. Satan: Wow, Towelie that.......that was beautiful...

Towelie: Why thank you

Mrs. Satan: And I can't wait to see how talented all of you are, because for the next two weeks we will be practicing for the South Park Dances With Cows music festival

Cartman: What! That's were all the f*cking hippies hang out every year!

Mrs. Satan: Cartman, If you came it would make me very happy

Cartman: Okay Mrs. Satan

[bell rings]

Mrs. Satan: Don't forget children! Ah, there so cute

Towelie: So, is that Damien kid your son?

Mrs. Satan: Why yes he is, isn't he adorable

Towelie: Yeah he's adorable...is there a husband in the picture?

Mrs. Satan: You mean Satan?

Towelie: Yeah...sure

Mrs. Satan: No, we divorced a long time ago, I wanted to be a musician and he wanted to be....gay.....but then I met Jarred..

Towelie: Who's Jarred?

Mrs. Satan: Oh my fiancé

Towelie: So...your engaged?

Mrs. Satan: Yeah, I'm so lucky....there he is now!

[A tall normal looking business man walks into the room]

Jarred: Hello

Towelie: Hi

Jarred: Why hello, Shannon let's go in a more normal environment to have a normal lunch

Mrs. Satan: Well goodbye Towelie

Towelie: Goodbye Mrs. Satan

Mrs. Satan: Oh, call me Shannon

[Mrs. Satan and Jarred leave]

Towelie: *sigh* Shannon

[In the Cafeteria]

Stan: So what are you singing for the music festival Mandy?

Mandy: *grabs her nose and sighs* I have no idea

Craig: Well, whatever It is I'm sure it will be great

Kyle: *cough* Suck up *cough* *cough* Blue Balls*cough*

[Craig flips Kyle off]

Mandy: Kyle....God Dammit.....

Kyle: What?

Mandy: *sigh* Forget it

[Mandy walks away]

Stan: *whispers* Dude! she's pissed enough at you already!

Kyle: I know

Cartman: It's okay, jewboy doesn't deserve love

Kyle: Shut Up Fatass!

Craig: Oh you two just get a f*cking room!

[Craig Storms Off]

Kyle: I hate him so much....

Jake: Hey guys

Stan: Your not welcome here

Jake: Oh fine then, don't come to my mansion party

Cartman: Jake, I wouldn't be caught dead at your gay ass mansion party

Jake: I bet Kyle would, his little sex buddy said she'd be there

Kyle: She's not my sex buddy!

Jake: Watch, you'll be there

[Jake walks away]

Cartman: What A f*cking tool

Cherri: Cartman! Bonjour mon amour!

Cartman: *whispers* god, not that stupid British Bitch

Cherri: What are you guys talking about

Stan: Jake's Lame ass party

Cherri: I hear It will not be lame or ass at all

Cartman: Bitch did anyone ask you!

Cherri: Oh Cartman, you are so cute and funny

Cartman: ugh

Pip: Hello Lads!

Stan: Jesus Christ what is it now!

Pip: I was just going to introduce Jeremy, he's in the Third Grade and he's from Liverpool England

Jeremy: Cheerio Douche bags

Stan: I like this guy already

Jeremy: Oh Boy, this school sucks so hard, it's smellier than your Gram Gram's clit fat boy

Cartman: Hey!

Kyle: Ha!

Jeremy: Well what are you laughing at fire crotch? Did the pussy jew buss break down?

Cartman: Bwahaha! Your alright kid

Jeremy: Well hello there

Cherri: Hello

Jeremy: Ooo La La, French Girl, Jeremy likey

Cherri: Aw he's so cute

Cartman: Dude, you can have her

Jeremy: Well, Pip Pip Cheerio and all that British sh*t, I'll be seeing you later Frenchie

Cheeri: *giggles*

Cartman: Okay Cherri, go away now

Cherri: Not without a hug, no?

Cartman: No

Stan: *whispers* Cartman just hug her

Cartman: *sigh* Fine

[Cartman hugs Cherri then she leaves]

TO BE CONTINUED...
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Re: A Tale of Musical Proportions

Postby jewlover » Thu May 13, 2010 1:14 am

oh mah gawd. i LOVE Jeremy!

Cutest. Furry. Little. Bastard. EVAR!
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Re: A Tale of Musical Proportions PRT.3

Postby Your Moms Fav Person » Mon May 17, 2010 1:11 am

*I used actual Jim Morrison quotes

[After school everyone hung out at Stan's house as usual]

Randy: So, you all have to sing a Song for The Dances with Cows music festival?

Stan: Yeah, and I have no idea what to pick

Randy: Well, take your time Stan I'm not going to make you pick one of my favorite band's songs *cough* The Doors *cough*

Stan: Dad, for the last time! I'm not singing the Doors!

Randy: Aww

Kyle: What's wrong with the Doors Stan?

Stan: I like them, but it's Wendy's least favorite band

Randy: F*ck Wendy!

Stan: Dad!

Randy: Son, I have something to show you...

Stan: Oh Jesus...

[Randy takes Stan into a room where there are candles, lava lamps, posters from 1960's concerts, and to bean bags]

Randy: Stan, I think it's time you took...the journey

Stan: What Journey?

[Randy grabs a small box, and takes out a piece of blot paper with an illustration of a peace sign surrounded by a colorful pattern]

Stan: Dad! Is that LSD?!

Randy: It's time you knew Stan!

Stan: Knew what?

Randy: Just put the blot paper on your tongue Stan!

Stan: Dad! I'm not doing drugs!

Randy: God Dammit Stan your going to put the f*cking blot paper on your tongue and you will like it! I have saved this piece of LSD for years just for this occasion!

Stan: But Dad!

[Randy puts the blot paper on Stan's tongue]

Randy: Shhh....just relax......

[Stan slowly closes his eyes and see's a pattern of colorful lights then suddenly there is a gigantic flash of white light]

Stan: Hello? Where am I?

A Faint Whisper: Expose yourself to your deepest fear; after that, fear has no power, and the fear of freedom shrinks and vanishes. You are free.

Stan: Hello, My name is Stan, can you tell me where....Jim Morrison?

Jim Morrison: Hello Stanley

Stan: Whoa, dude I am tripping balls

JIm Morrison: Drugs are a bet with your mind

Stan: Can you tell me what I'm doing here?

Jim Morrison: There are things known and there are things unknown, and in between are the doors

Stan: What the hell?

Jim Morrison: This is the strangest life I’ve ever known

Stan: Your the strangest f*cking guy I've ever known so far, now can you please tell me what the point of all this is?

Jim Morrison: Death makes angels of us all and gives us wings where we had shoulders smooth as ravens claws

Stan: So, I'm supposed to know the meaning of life or something?

Jim Morrison: Actually I don't remember being born, it must have happened during one of my black outs

Stan: Riight....I'll just......yeah..

[Stan walks away, and finds a small little black dot, as we walks closer and closer towards it, it becomes bigger and bigger until it forms a tunnel of some sort]

Stan: I guess I'll just take the tunnel...

[Stan walks through the tunnel, he approaches a very depressed looking man, with raggedy clothes and a grotesque appearance]

Stan: Hello, who are you?

Ignorance: I am ignorance

Stan: Dude come on, make this trip stop!

Ignorance: I believed that the mighty one would hand me everything, the mighty one said in his book that when I would die I would become King and have anything my heart desired, but I've plead and plead to the mighty one and he hasn't answered any of my questions, I've wasted all my life listening to the mighty one, now I'm about to die, not enjoying any point of my life whatsoever

Stan: Wow........

Ignorance: Please free me from my eternal Hell

Stan: But how

[Ignorance starts choking]

Ignorance: *cough cough* Leave Stan! Let this be a lesson to you!

[Stan starts to slowly levitate and is sucked into a black whole]

Stan! Stan!

Stan: Ahh!

Randy: Stan! Your up, now what have you learned

Stan: I get it....I finally get it..

Randy: See, don't you feel better?

Stan: No, I've wasted my entire life for...a god...a god that never existed....instead of enjoying my life...well there is no God, and I understand that now, thanks Dad

[Stan leaves the Room]

Randy: Damn, I just though hallucinogenics would help him understand the Door's music

TO BE CONTINUED...
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Re: A Tale of Musical Proportions

Postby southparkaddicted24 » Mon May 17, 2010 10:22 pm

This is why drugs are bad, m'kay!

Whoa, I am so never doing LSD. Marijuana, sure, but after that I draw the line. < Definitely my new sig. xD
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Re: A Tale of Musical Proportions

Postby evilcupcake72 » Thu May 27, 2010 11:01 pm

It's the next day and everyone is waiting for Mrs. Satan to get to the class

Wendy: Hey Mandy, do you know where Stan is?

Mandy: Oh he's late

Wendy: Why?

Mandy: He's dropping acid

Wendy: *laughs* No but seriously, where is he?

Mandy: I'm telling the truth

Wendy: Are you shitting me?

Mandy: Nope, Uncle Randy told him to try it to try and get the Door's music, but Stan said he had a "Religious Epiphany" and he's trying to figure out "The answer to the great question"

Wendy: *facepalm* Jesus Christ!

Wendy leaves

Craig: Hey Mandy

Mandy: Oh, hey Craig

Craig: Sorry about Stan and the whole acid thing

Mandy: Nah, you don't have to be sorry, my family can be a bunch of idiots sometimes

Craig: I guess, so, Jake's party....

Mandy: Oh Jesus

Jake: Did I hear my name!?

Mandy: Go fuck yourself

Jake: Gladly, I'll need practice for when we hook up

Craig: She's not hooking up with anyone you little shi-

Mandy: Craig! Please

Jake: So, am I going to see you at the party?

Mandy: Don't get your hopes up

Jake: To bad, Kyle wanted to see you there

Mandy: Kyle?

Craig clenches his fists

Jake: Said you he had to talk to you

Craig: No he didn't!

Jake: Whoa Ho Ho! Don't get your panties in a twist Craig

Mandy: So, why can't Kyle talk to me at school? Is he that much of a pussy?

Jake: Well, he's just afraid some guys are *nudges head at Craig* over protective

Mandy: Oh, let me think about it

Jake: Ayight

Jake leaves

Craig: So...you're going?

Mandy: I might, I mean, it's not like I have anything to do

Mrs. Satan: Good morning kids, now let's start class

Cartman: Yes Mrs. Satan

Mrs. Satan: Now, where is Stan Marsh and Kyle Brovloski?

Behind the school....

Stan: Shit that trip didn't explain anything, oh well, I need to get going...

Kyle: Stan!

Stan: Kyle?

Kyle: There you are, I've been looking for you all day, Jesus, what are you doing back here?

Stan: Oh...um...nothing

Kyle: Okay, so let's go

Towelie: Yeah you kids don't want to be late

Kyle: Towelie, what are you doing here

Towelie: Just smooking a little joint *cough* but don't tell nobody

Kyle: *facepalm* What are we going to do with you?

Towelie: Hey! My love life sucks ass right now, I've been back here gettin' high and jackin' off and I'll do that if I fucking want to

Kyle: I know how you feel

Towelie: Really? What girl would pass a Jewish guy up, you know he's going to make money

Kyle: Hey! Her...her name is Mandy

Towelie: Mandy? Mandy Marsh?

Kyle: Yes

Towelie: Oh, good luck on that kid, from what I see that Craig kids got her wrapped around his finger

Kyle: I know, It makes me sick every time I see them together, who are you in love with?

Towelie: *puffs joint* The most beautiful woman in the world

Stan: Megan Fox?

Towelie: No

Kyle: Scarlett Johansen?

Towelie: No

Stan: The chick from Underworld?

Towelie: Hmmm, but no

Kyle: Who then?

Towelie: You can't tell anyone

Stan: We won't just tell us

Towelie: M.....Mrs. Satan

Stan and Kyle start to slowly chuckle then laugh their asses off

Towelie: What's so fucking funny?

Stan: Dude! She's like...engaged

Kyle: Yeah I mean, she's pretty, nice, and all that but damn! *laughs* You have no fucking chance!

Towelie: Well at least I'm not chasing after a girl who's obviously annoyed by me

Kyle: *sighs* Touche

Stan: Come on, the lunch bell is about to ring

Stan and Kyle enter the school as soon as the bell rings

Mandy: Ditching Class I see

Kyle: *nervous chuckle* You could say that

Wendy: Hmph

Stan: What's wrong Wendy?

Wendy: Well aren't you such a bad ass!

Stan: What the hell?

Wendy: Don't pretend I don't know about your "extra curricular activities" Stan!

Stan: Wendy I...

Wendy: Just leave me alone for awhile!

Wendy storms off

Cartman: Well, must be that time of the month

Mandy: Ugh, so I'm going to fag Jake's party, anyone else want to go?

Jeremy: I'll go if you take me as your date sweet heart!

Pip: Jeremy! Those aren't proper manners!

Jeremy: *whispers* Pip, I'm trying to get my groove on if you catch my grip

Mandy: Who the hell are you?

Jeremy: Jeremy, and who might I say are you

Mandy: Mandy Marsh

Jeremy: Well, I do say, your a very fine lady

Mandy: Thank you?

Jeremy: So, I heard you get around, if you need any sensual healing, feel free to call me baby

Mandy bitch slaps Jeremy

Mandy: What the fuck is your problem you little pervert!?

Jeremy: Oh I see you like it rough

Mandy: Why you little-

Craig: Take it easy Mandy

Mandy: Speaking of easy...

Bebe comes by

Jeremy: Ugh, somebody got whacked with the ugly stick a little to much

Bebe: Shut up you little dick!

Jeremy: Little dick, that's what you said when you were giving Cartman a blowjob

Cartman: Ew fuck I would never let her anywhere near my penis, no matter how much she wants it

Bebe: Nobody wants it fat ass, so Mandy, what's it like to be the town bicycle?

Mandy: What's it like to have a vagina so harry you think of different hair styles to use on it?

Jeremy: Oh Snap!

Bebe: Whatever, can't wait to see the next guy you fuck at the party

Jeremy: Didn't know they let ugly chicks into parties

Bebe: Fuck you

Bebe leaves

Mandy: She's such a cunt

Cherri: Cartman Me Amour!

Cartman: *whispers* Speaking of cunt

Cherri hugs Cartman in a surprise attack

Jeremy: Oh fat boy you tappin' that?

Pip: Shut up Jeremy!

Cartman: Jesus Christ bitch will you leave me alone!

Cherri: I just wanted to see If you were coming to the party

Cartman: Well no shit

Cherri: Okay toodles

Cherri leaves

Mandy: Cartman, why do you always treat her like shit? She's a girl that actually likes you, a cute girl!

Cartman: I know she's hot, she just pisses me off

Mandy: How?

Cartman: Hello! She's annoying as fuck, if only there was a way to sexually use her, without her ever talking to me again

Jeremy: Ever heard of one-night-stand genius?

Cartman: That's perfect!

Kenny: pfft like Cartman is going to get laid

Cartman: Hello, there will be drugs and alcohol at the party!

Jeremy: Really! Hell count me in

Mandy: Whatever, you guys make me sick

Mandy walks away

Cartman: *cough* Hate you bitch *cough*

Craig: I need to go talk to her

Craig leaves

Stan: Kyle, please don't...

Kyle: Bye!

Kyle finds a nice spot to eavesdrop on Mandy and Craig

Craig: Hey, can I talk to you?

Mandy: Sure

Craig: Mandy...I.....I like you, and I think you like me...

Mandy: Go on

Craig: I was wondering if...if you wanted to go out again

Kyle: *thoughts* Shit!

Mandy: Craig...I...I...

Hold Up!

evilcupcake72: what seems to be the problem

Trey Parker: Since when did South Park turn into Dawson's Creek? I can't beilive people actually read this shit!

evilcupcake72: I'm sorry Mr. Parker, I guess I'll stop...

Matt Stone: No!!!!

Trey Parker: Oh Jesus, Matt what the hell?

Matt Stone: Trey I need to see if Mandy and Craig end up together!

evilcupcake72: Okay, you will

Matt Stone: Yess!

evilcupcake72: In Part 5

Matt Stone: FFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUU

TO BE CONTINUED...
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Re: A Tale of Musical Proportions

Postby jewlover » Fri May 28, 2010 1:36 am

Heart Attack number 11 @ ending w/ MnT

That was so good, I LOVE this story!

and Jeremy
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Re: A Tale of Musical Proportions

Postby kylekennypiptweek » Thu Sep 08, 2011 12:45 am

Where and what.
Where is part five?
and what is it called please?!

:D :) 8) :lol: :P
im like Matt i wanna know
Cheerful misery with a best friend is better than eternal misery wherever else.

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