The Gods Have Been Angered. (this is what happens when you mix Cherry Coke, coloring with art markers that smell bad, and an addiction to marshmallow chicks in a poorly ventalated room. *mental note: open windows when working in marker or don't use marker on the whole page*) Dear word, this goes to show you I have no life. Harass me never to use art markers again here: AIM: alwzcokeacola ICQ: 114046059
	I'm not going into detail WHY I did this. I'm weird. I love peeps. I love being funny. Enough said, I hope that this makes your day.
		Once upon a time, there was a clan of marshmallows that were shaped as chicks that lived in a freezer (or in a lockbox under a bed) that were called the "Yellow Peepie Bragade." One day, the gods grew angry with the Yellow Peepie Bragade, and demanded sacrifice.    So, the gods demanded the eldest spawn, Fluffy Nougat, to be sacrificed. He was. Each one of them stabbed Fluffy Nougat with their spaghetti spears. The gods were content. ~For now.    In the meantime, the remaining Yellow Peepie Bragade members gorged on their own family member, and then annahailated themselves from their greed. THE END>> **Author's note: I lost it one night while I was coloring in a picture while on AIM and ICQ and drinking Cherry Coke (I wish we had Dr. Pepper). The markers were pungent, and the house just wasn't ventalated well enough. I'm scarcely even like this. So, if you catch me on either one of my instat messaging programs and I mention I'm coloring with markers, please tell me to put the cap on the marker and slowly move away from it. That will spare everyone's sanity there.
			Go Home now or the Peeps will come after you, too!