Imran

Yeap. But only smarter. :D ... -.- Don't bother.

Anyway, my birthday is around the corner. I expect a blue dress (instead of "pink" ... *shudders*), a silver chain, a frendship ring engraved with my name and contact lens delivered to my house a week after my birthday. Well, I know its nothing much, but that's the least you can do.
Thank you. :) I know you won't dissapoint me. :D
Hahahahaha! -.-

Oh! And since it's my month, :D scrape those barnacles off between my toes, will ya. :D

Tharini

the one on the right

Tharini. Not as smart as the dogs mentioned below.

Border Collie

Smartest dog ever! Highly intelligent in terms of memory and learning. :D

Nothing?

You could have become something... Or everything.
Now you are nothing?

aww...

Nothing

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Change the blog name

Ey ey ey whats all this for,
we gotta make peace and not war,

This blog name cant be used no more,
Cos now there's another dude coming up to the fore,

Nef and Imp call me Doctor Ice,
they dont know it, they got some really bad lice,

I wont be sticking 'round here as a norm,
cos I got my own works on http://fastlifelane.blogspot.com/

If ya need anything gimme a holler,
And around your necks I'll tie a dog collar....
*Crosses arms and breakdances *

~Peace out peeps~

Give. It. UUUUP!

With one eye up, and the other one down,
Your name spells retard, it's true, so don't break down.

You lick your nose, and clean off those booger,
You always overdose, knowing you're such a loser.

You drink from the pail like a dog,
Being caught red-handed, you blame the fog.

You kissed a frog and not having it change into a prince,
Instead it had it's mouth rinsed.

You're such an Idtent, Always running like a Meanie,
Your head shapes like a Peanut, boy, that spells IMP!

Laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. :D
-does the sunwalk-
-does the cha cha-
-spins non-stop and ends it with a split-

WOOH! *AND THE CROWD CHEERS*
~nef ;)

Bring. It. ON!

The war has begun.
The battle saw its dawn.
The first blood is shed.

I shall accept your invitation
Lets...
dance.

*turns on rap music*

yo, yo..
I know your tharini deGreat, with her wicked wicked brain,
She eats from a rubbish bin and drinks up from a drain,
She got her big big eyes, that looks like owls in the night,
She's got little IQ, but still wants to put up a fight?
She's got Deric, to always argue and quarrel with,
THARINI IS GREAT- don't worry it's just a myth,
I've heard of retards, but never crossed my mind as bad as her,
I'm gonna stop this rap, I'll catch y'all later.

*spins on head*
*nods continuously for no reason*

Beat that, nef

NOOOOOOOO.

Hey hey! It's genetic! Are you insulting my grandmother?! Oh no you didn't, IMP. Prepare.. to FIGHT! Bring in the mini skirts! We shall dance.

Your worst enemy,
Nef.

All's Fair In Tech And War

Not-so-dear "nef"

I don't give a coconut who you are. You have an epic problem with being fast. Blame your fat fingers.

-imp-

Unfairness

Dear Imp.,

I was the one who created this. I, Nefertiti. I, the great one. I, deGreat. And who do you think you are to be the first one to post in this blog. This blog which I, Nefertiti created.

Yours untruely
Nef.

first post~!

retards.
pure retards.

-peace out-