The Shoutbox
I'm out; movie time. Later guys. I love you all!
Well, I'm not your child.

Sleeeeeeepy.
" Uh, morning Mommy."

---Chris, I'm not your mommy.


Hi Holden! *pinch*
I've got a bunch of tranquilizer in the basement. I'm ready.

Sure I'll live to be 80. I'm 17; I think I'm invincible. Anyway, the concept is the thing.
No, but it is odd that you think you'll live as long as 80.

I hear once that gorilla eats Spuds, you're next on its menu.
Uh, morning, Mommy.

Ya' know what freaks me out. I'll probably be 80 years old, lying on my death bed, and I'll still know exactly what the word "Shoutbox" means. Isn't that odd?
Good morning children...
"...Adrian!"
Yo...
"Hey you guys!!!"
"We're gonna turn it on..."
Yola, Matt.