cause the air outside will make
our cells divid at an alarming rate
until our shells simply cannot hold
all our insides in, and thats when we'll explode
and it won't be a pretty site.
to HoP
Oh Slothy. I may have been bad. I may have kept you chained up in that room but it was for your own good
Either I have a monster in my kitchen or I'm completely crazy
My state of mind is not yours to define!
There is a very fine line between "hobby" and "mental illness."
Growing old is mandatory; growing up is NOT.
Proud member of the HoP DPS.
Sanity is a highly overrated state of mind.
I'm normal ... it's everyone else that's crazy.
Gidg
and have a great time here
Sunshine or rain, it's not anymore the same...

cause the air outside will make
our cells divid at an alarming rate
until our shells simply cannot hold
all our insides in, and thats when we'll explode
and it won't be a pretty site.

--pogo (pat) [forever and always]

Hoppers are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly.
Written by: jo_rhymes
Hi danny,
welcome to HoP, you do realise there's no P in Hamster?
or maybe you dont. I dunno
anyway, Hi!![]()
cause the air outside will make
our cells divid at an alarming rate
until our shells simply cannot hold
all our insides in, and thats when we'll explode
and it won't be a pretty site.
Hoppers are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly.