Disclaimer: i do not own GW Blah blah blah..
Heero Hates Junkmail. (Don't we all ^-^ ?)
All 5 pilots were sitting in the same room, Heero was checking his E-mail
"I hate junk mail." Heero said, deleating all his Junk mail.
Duo turned around in disgust at Heero. "You WHAT!?
"I, hate junk mail"
Duo walked over to Heero and closed his laptop shutting down the hole computer, and sat on the bed.
"Let me tell you a story-"
Quatre looked at Heero and whispered "Run, run for your life, I spent about 3 months alone with this guy and if I were you, I'd run"
"This story is about, well, me. there was this one plate of food. And there were some french-fries, and I drenched those french-fries so much with vinegar. They didn't have a chance"
Heero, at that, all the other Gundam Pilots looked at Duo like he was crazy.
Duo started crying. "And-I- I don't think that I could have ate them any yummy'er"
Trowa rolled his eyes and looked at the other 3 "Yummier..."
"So, whats any of this stupidity have to do with me hateing Junkmail?" Heero asked, opening his Laptop up again.
"Hmm? Junkmail? Oh, nothing. I'm just sayin, those were some good fries!"
-The End
Authers Note: My gwad, I'm just prone to makeing up stupid Fic's o.O
Heero Hates Junkmail. (Don't we all ^-^ ?)
All 5 pilots were sitting in the same room, Heero was checking his E-mail
"I hate junk mail." Heero said, deleating all his Junk mail.
Duo turned around in disgust at Heero. "You WHAT!?
"I, hate junk mail"
Duo walked over to Heero and closed his laptop shutting down the hole computer, and sat on the bed.
"Let me tell you a story-"
Quatre looked at Heero and whispered "Run, run for your life, I spent about 3 months alone with this guy and if I were you, I'd run"
"This story is about, well, me. there was this one plate of food. And there were some french-fries, and I drenched those french-fries so much with vinegar. They didn't have a chance"
Heero, at that, all the other Gundam Pilots looked at Duo like he was crazy.
Duo started crying. "And-I- I don't think that I could have ate them any yummy'er"
Trowa rolled his eyes and looked at the other 3 "Yummier..."
"So, whats any of this stupidity have to do with me hateing Junkmail?" Heero asked, opening his Laptop up again.
"Hmm? Junkmail? Oh, nothing. I'm just sayin, those were some good fries!"
-The End
Authers Note: My gwad, I'm just prone to makeing up stupid Fic's o.O