Well, well, well . . . if it isn’t our old friend, The Kraken. At last, we meet again, Beast from the Deep!
Witness the “new & improved” CLASH OF THE TITANS. The 1981 version was rather OK, too.
Well, well, well . . . if it isn’t our old friend, The Kraken. At last, we meet again, Beast from the Deep!
Witness the “new & improved” CLASH OF THE TITANS. The 1981 version was rather OK, too.

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arn’t we supposed to talk about clash of the titans and a kraken that was supposed to be stoney bits
Not gonna even say anything here, jeez….
Kind of like some kids who smashed ketchup packs in another kid’s binder and sprayed chocolate milk all over it?
The hell, man? I have a feeling I should ask you why you did that, but you’ve already established that you don’t know, sooo….
Which reminds me, at lunch, after eating my chicken sandwich, I suddenly turned my mashed potatoes upside down on to the table, letting it splat a little, then I smashed the cup into the potatoes and walked away laughing like a mad man. I don’t even know why I did that, I just had a feeling at the back of my brain that told me to do it.
Well, technically, it can’t be sounding weird, so you could say typing weird and-never mind what?
The cheerleaders at my school think I’m like, out to kill them. It was just a toss. They said I threw it at their (bitchy bis-)guy friend, marcus.
Cheerleaders overestimate things. Last year two cheerleaders ran away from me when I whipped out a gogurt tube from my lunchbox.
Throwing and tossing are interchangeable, although tossing is usually a bit lighter, so you threw it, obviously.
All you did was change the subject at the last moment to attempt to sound “weird.”
I do that a lot, but it seems more natural on someone like me or Chris. Not you.
But-The person is a genius!
I didn’t say that. I said that getting in trouble for TOSSING(NOTE THIS WORD) a broken cookie at a bunch of cheerleaders was stupid.
See, you just did it again.
You say that throwing a broken cookie at someone is weird. It’s not.
You’re doing it again by having an “outburst”.
I don’t pretend on the internet. What I say online is pure truth.
Although sometimes I’m only weird because I’m trying to hide my depressed mood. Like I tried doing today before I had the tictac.
Did I mention that whoever blended rasberry with chocolate was a GENIUS!?