Now this is more random than the predecessor post regarding my hair. =.=
The Piglet is RICH. Totally. She just doesn't want to admit it, even though her car speaks it all. xD She says she has limits, but who needs limits when you are going to get a rich hubby and kill him for all his wealth?
Ah, apart from that, the Piglet is a subtle, sissy killer. If she is ever going to play a first person shooter, she'd be sniper and boringly crouch at one spot all day just to get a miserable one or two kills, whereas the Plankton goes around killing himself in return for quadruple the killing results.
Well try call her 'chicken'. She'd just reply: "No it's not chicken. It's piglet." Bleh.
Of course, this does not apply to her when she's playing Hitman, I mean, Hitgirl. I'm supposedly her next strangle victim with her sickly, pitiful brown ribbon. Although, I chose to be murdered with a red ribbon. Oh well.
Apparently, she tried to play a bit more aggressive with a bunch of crappy arsenal, but as usual, we all know piglets are stuck to the same sissy ribbons and useless equipment. And the Plankton shall dominate with his assault rifles, painful airguns, detachable cube pieces, paintguns and sewer rats!
Whatever the score is for Piglet and me, it does not matter. There's never an end to our rampage.
PS: Plankton is emo, so watch out. xD
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