Today was sian... i feel sian... and i think i am sian...
however, i think my pants is very high and i am thankful for that.
anyone who has low pants ought to be shot in the pants when their sian.
i am limmingxiang pulling your pants up singing off....
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to wear or not to wear... that is the question faced by mankind throughout the years and it has come to me once more that the obvious answer is very difficult or the difficult question's answer obvious... pull your pants higher... that is the answer to all of life questions. (plus it makes it difficult for people to kick you in the @#%!& as it takes skill to judge the distance.)
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The Final End
As Strider stood valiant among the debris of his fortress world, purple flames erupted as the Plague ripped his home to shreds. The flames licked and taunted a backfire as the luminous glow lit the reflective surface of the metal remains. Weaving methodically in and out of the fortress, it was like a sewing machine, only instead of putting together they were relentlessly tearing it apart. Strider looked on at the destuction passively. Lucifer looked at Strider passively. Both of them knew the Plague was after every Archon in the universe, being progammed by the Ancients, and they both knew that they were the last Archons in their way. The tear-shaped mass of billions of Weavers increased their rampage towards the two Archons. Strider was injured from the first battle with this unknown foe while Lucifer escaped mostly unscathed, for the first time in his life Strider did not know what to do. His gaseous essence bled out from his injuries constantly but still Strider stood there unyielding as the Plague reached him. Turning to Lucifer one last time, they both grabbed each other's hand as though they were going to arm-wrestle. Arm-wrestle with each and every one of the Weavers. Without hesitation, they pull each other towards themselves, and as soon as they contacted, their bodies exploded in a dazzling dark light fusing together as one giant column of energy. The column swiftly formed a head of the dragon and lunged at the mass of Weavers...
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