I knew him

I'm sure you'll pull through on the free-for-all. You do great. *gives you the power-fist of creativity* Oh noes! No iPod touches! And, dude, I was always the Pink Ranger growing up in my neighborhood, but I didn't have much of a problem with that because I had a crush on the guy who was always the Red Ranger. Apparently he had a crush on me too, but I'm oblivious to these things until it's too late. *giggles* However, I think that guy is a fucking douche for that stupid costume remark. Jerk. You kick him in the nuts, and I'll punch him in the gut so he has a double whammy on his hands. See, I was the devil once for Halloween, back when I was about... five or so, and people kept giving my mom odd looks and commenting on how "odd" it was that I was dressed up like a boy (my mom gave me a Van Dyke and everything--it was awesome). I hated that, because I'd wanted to be the fucking devil for Halloween, but people thought it was "odd". Idiots.