*Looks around*
I don't show up for a couple of pages and look at all this mess you make. Geez.

they'd both tell you that there can't be two Regals, one of whom lies while the other tells the truth. Cause I am either a liar or truthful, i can't be both. So one of those Regals isn't Regal.

either way, they'd both tell you that since Regal is apathetic, they're not answering. or something *juggles many scintillating msn conversations at once*

yeah, sorry about that, it isnt exactly the finest example of thought ever.

and whats with this whole 'someone else posted, revise your post' thing? its pretty good.

yeah, you can't trust these guys, most of them haven't been forum-trained yet...

Well, if that's true then I can assume that your statment,

"the moral of this story being to never trust the apathetic to actually do anything. "

is, in fact, true. The reason being that because either Regal won't answer which means you are indeed apathetic. And because I can't trust you to tell me, it would make your statment true!

*juggles serveral sharp objects including, but not limited to, kitchen knives, chainsaws, and kittens with razor sharp claws*

Cute flash. But I think the words could be a little more funny.

So you're a person who tells the truth all the time or you lie all the time, hows that so? Could you tell everyone you meet the truth even if it hurts their feelings or do you prefer if you didn't ask I don't have to tell.

I know! Put the ear-muffs on the pancake!!!

thats not it. I'm thinking of something, I'm touching someone who doesn't want to be touched. Its a she its a female that you all know. My hand is on her back and I have a thing in my hand. A fist full of yellow dirty long hard old musty banana's left in the freezer since 1947. The female is someone you know. She may or may not post on this forum and she likes the green light on the camera now who is it?

...

*runs away while looking over his shoulder long enough to crash headlong into a tree. Then recoil and dizzily stumble off the edge of a cliff. And catch several jagged rocks on the way down. Only to meet a body of water at the bottom of which is full of ill tempered paranahs. But is able to get out with at least one arm left to try to crawl to safety.... over a highway. Of which several 18 wheelers pass by running over every inch of what's already broken bone. And the last truck was a truck that was carrying salt, which happens to tip over and spill.... then crows... lost of crows feast on what is left.*

Okie whats going on? Hell hunter has the hots for someone? Lantis nocks over a truck full of salt?
Okie what I miss?

the hell if i know.

Yeah.. I know what you mean.

Well, don't look at me!

(kitty closes her eyes.)

*kicks in butt*

*runs away*

Nya-nya-nya-nya-nyah!!!

(runs after lantis tring to bite him.)

NUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!

*runs faster*

*Jumps and grabs Lantis leg bring him to the grown.*

*claws at the ground pleading for mercy*

...

*finds a cream pie, conveniantly placed right on the ground*

*pies kitty and continues to run*

*throws remaing pie at Lantis. Lantis slips on pie and falls again.*

*falls and breaks neck*

X_X