Amake

..Well, we'll just have to change that.

So I've come to the conclusion that you've harbored a gigantic crush on me ever since you felt bad after mocking my poor imagination.
Yet because you are incapable of acting upon your strong feelings for me, you compensate through the passive-aggressive methodology of habitually correcting tiny typos and grammatical errors in my posts.
The evidence: You conveniently ignore said errors in other posts, yet obsess over mine: clearly this is evidence of your latent infatuation!
(..This is by all means a legitimate scientific theory and by no means me struggling to justify your appropriate corrections of my flawed works.)

Witchcraft, I say!

I just watched a movie with swedish subtitles because it was the only copy I could find. YOUR LANGUAGE IS WEIRD!

Popeye Eats some spinach, Punches through the fabric of Spacetime, Goes back to your childhood, and Kicks the ass of that kid who always picked on you in School, Now you LOVE him.

You lose.

Turns out you DON'T really love me!

Seriously I was sitting here all
"What the fuck is this shit? *crack knuckles*"

Oh. Well, mine's an intolerable moron, so.

@_@

She...erm...is a nice person? >_<

Your mother.