The Happy Locust wrote:Psycho Warrior wrote:Halo wrote:The Happy Locust wrote:Halo wrote:The Happy Locust wrote:Halo wrote:The Happy Locust wrote:Halo wrote:The Happy Locust wrote:Psycho Warrior wrote:Halo wrote:The Happy Locust wrote:Psycho Warrior wrote:The Happy Locust wrote:Halo wrote:The Happy Locust wrote:Psycho Warrior wrote:The Happy Locust wrote:Psycho Warrior wrote:The Master Blaster wrote:England's a special, special place
*sip*
I miss the days when I could say 'I'm an american' with pride. On that note I feel like punching hairy bum. *sees mirror, punches self*'
x.x
It should be noted that he was somehow staring at his own bum when he said that.
*Boots freaky brit-Locust back through the gateway.*
No one steals my bit.
I was waiting for halo to do it but that's just as good. My oppisite would be clean, tidy, and would make sense. ... Sounds pretty boring...
My opposite was wearing pants! Pants! Oh I'm ashamed to have even seen him.
*is in a Halo 3 multiplayer nirvana* I feel so...happy and nice right now.
A smart person would enjoy the peace and safety brought by this announcement. The rest of us however...
*Locust and crew decide to Raid Halo's office while she's distracted*
Distracted eh? Hey halo would mind if I asked you for a date?
*upon hearing such a dangerous statement, Locust peeks his head out of Halo's closet.*
Hmm... Steal dangerous goods or watch a public disembowling? Decisions decisions.
*has duel wielding Spikers* It's ass kicking time!
who exactly?
Does it matter? RUUUUUN!!!
*Somehow picks up Halo's entire office and takes off running with it.*
*chases after with Molotov Cocktail*
Here, have a drink!
*snatches drink out of midair and downs it.*
Tasty.
*Locust's stomach rumbles loud enough to shake the ground. With a final rear burst of flame, Locust is sent flying into the distance*
I am satisfied.
YEEEEE-HAW!
*Somehow, Locust comes crashing down from the opposite horizon, crash landing headfirst just behind halo.*
freedom... was so close...
And yet so far. Back to the salt mines!
Salt mines? With all these open wounds? YOU MONSTER!
I know
my god halo, you're perfect.
Oh look. Mr. "throne-surgically-attached-to-my-back" is being nice to the empress. kissass.
*hauls some more shovelfuls of salt over his shoulder. *
This better bring me some luck.
No happy. You're suppose to be miserable and in pain.