Dude, you freakin’ missed Cecil. He showed up! In person! I’m totally not kidding!
Actually, I’m thinking you missed the really wild storm Toronto got hit by. It was awful–the sky was pitch black, lightning crashing everywhere, the whole city was flood. shivers
Are you going to the Snee?
New teen Doper! ME! 
We should definitely start a club. An incredible, majestic, fabulous, zip-zoop-zabulous club. For teen Dopers. And I get to wear a tiara.
As long as your priorities are straight.
Better believe they are.
PinkNailFile, I’ll join the Teen Doper Club. I want throwing knives, though.
I’ll join too. As long as you don’t make me wear girly crap. Or a tiara. And I want throwing knives too. And a Beretta.
Don’t worry. You don’t have to wear any girly crap.