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Stop breaking the rules. Brain is stubborn, he wont bend his rules for anyone, its been proven over time. He would rather shut this zone down than bend his rules. So everyone should just stop trying and start playing the game with the knowledge that if they don't follow his rules, they will be punished for it. End of story, stop making useless topics about this stuff.

START PUTTIN OUT AND ILL THINK ABOUT IT WANNA BUTT BUTT

fc wanna be my boyfriend

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I like it.

Spoiler! --Click here to view--COULD RUIN TURTLESTORY FOR YOU IF YOU HAVE NEVER HEARD THE ORIGINAL Prolly the scariest moment of my life was when I first set down on my new bicycle. I hopped up there, and with my parents yelling "You got it, Champ!" I wobbled off, almost pissing my pants. I kept trying to get onto that bike, but the first time sitting on the seat the long front part kept going up my rectum. It was a very frightening experience. I finally got up enough courage to set on the bike, and then I kind of meagerly walked it around on the sidewalk. After much persuasion from my parents, I pushed off of the concrete with my foot and off I was! It was probably the most exasperating experience of my life. Not only did I not want to ride this stupid bike, I did not want to have a piece of rubber rammed up my rectal cavity. So, as I pushed off, I felt the wind rushing in my hair and ears. I could feel the cool breeze gently grazing my arms as I went. Too bad I fell off and scraped my knee before very far. I got up, whining like the little pansy my uncle Joey always called me. I sat there, like a little angry dog, snapping at everything that tried to console me as my knee felt as though it was on fire. So now, not only was I being sexually molested by a blue bike, not only was I being forced to do something I really had very little if no interest in, I was also physically injured. The next day, with a fresh new Spider-Man band-aid attached to my sore knee, my parents coaxed me back into the act. I saddled up, let the rubber sink in, and I pushed off of the ground again. Once again, the accelerating rush, the breeze in my hair, the agonizing pain in my knee, and the round piece of rubber in my bum bum, and I was riding my new bike down the street. And then, all of a sudden, out of nowhere, as I turned the first corner I would ever turn on wheels, I saw a glimmer of green. A shiny, round object slowly, sluggishly slothing across the sidewalk. I knew this animal, I had watched it on Nickelodeon before. It was Franklin! Oh, how I wanted to pick up Franklin and hug him! I pedaled faster, and faster, before I realized something terrible! While they spent most of the afternoon teaching me how to ride the bike and how to push off, they never actually told me how to brake. I was horrified, my hands frozen and locked on the handlebars as I neared Franklin. I couldn't move, I was in shock. I was going to hit Franklin, and my body was not responding to my overwhelming cries to stop this horrible creation known as a bicycle. I closed my eyes, knowing that the inevitable was seconds away, and I then I felt the most sickening feeling I have ever felt in my life. I felt that sickening, squish sound that only happens when you run over a fleshy creature. I purposely lost my balance on the bike and fell off, rolling into the grass My eyes flooded with tears, my elbows and knees fresh with new scrapes and cuts from my recent wreck, I got up and slowly made my way over to Franklin. Then, I saw it. The horrible remains of a turtle who had its head poking out crossing the side walk. My front tire had completely rolled over his head, and squished it. Brain matter was spewed all over the sidewalk and on his diamond patterned, beautiful s!@#$%^&*. I hit my knees, my tears dropping onto the concrete in front of me. And then, I felt it. That feeling of enlightenment, of happiness, of joy. I don't know why, but the tears stopped. My aches and pains ceased to exist. I looked down at the turtle, and my heart fluttered. I felt whole. Looking at the carc!@#$%^&* of Franklin made me happy inside. I will never forget that day, the day I ran over that turtle.

my favorite space mobile is the scarfmobile

eet iz u

for the record i voted yes

o/ rc and da ruler are obviously big ASSS

Is it remotely weird that I listen to this more than three times a day, every day? http://www.moviesoundscentral.com/wavs/braveheart/Brave9.mp3

I have come to the conclusion that this zone is terrible. Therefore, I will probably be coming back to playing this terrible arena more often because my overwhelmingly cool presence will automatically transform the terrible, newbish atmosphere that currently afflicts Hyperspace to a tolerable, halfway decent playing space. I will do my best to make this s!@#$%^&* of Hyperspace what it once was. i love all my e-friends that made my return possible only nice posts to follow dis one if you dont like me nobody prolly likes you cause im cool and if you dont like me ur obviously not afk gettin some oodles of noodles on the stove area ill see u in my space mobile

No one demands to be banned around her unless its me ok.

WHY DONT YOU CRY AILERON

idc PENIS WINS AGAIN aileron drink u a cold cups of lemonaidz and be happy

lawl who will capt the penis

KEVIN J RUSSEL, IMA BACKIN U UP

Dont mess with D1 he owns u

Update, May 20, 2007 Penis is still rock solid, going strong, and showing no signs of stopping or growing at this moment.

He got !@#$%^&* slapped get it !@#$%^&* is another word for penis lolololol

someone kill dis guy

http://quotes.sscentral.com/index.php?1829

ill dumpsauce on ur chest

OH NOES I HURT HIS FEELINGS

BACK ME UP KEVIN WTF