Ah ye gads!! The exams are creepin up on me. Breathing down my neck with a cold, clammy, stinking, fetid, blackened, cloying whisper, saying "Hey, come at me bro."
And my stack of revision is sitting there trying to creep me out.
BUT YOU CAN'T FOOL ME, WORKPILE! I CAN IGNORE YOU FOREVER!
~TRANSMISSION ENDS!~
RogueRobot
Until it eventually and ultimately topples over and crushes you half to death where you are crippled and left behind the rest of your life...
Trollfriend
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaawwww shit shit shitshit SHIT SHIIIIIIIIIT!! I gotta get revising!!! WHY AM I EVEN ON NEWGROUNDS!!!!!???????