Me: Starving Wolverine
You: Baby covered in Pork Chops
Me. Pigeon with explosive diarrhea
You: Statue under me and my friends

Me vs. You, what you gonna do?

Me. Hillbilly
You: My teeth
and I like sweets
Me: Mexican sprinting champion with cousin in north Texas with job oppurtunity for me
you: Border

Me: The SAT's
You: High School Football Player
Me: Gravity
You: Old lady's tits
Me: Horney Teenage boy
You: Sock

Me: Police
You: campus Police
Me: feather
You: Ticklish man sitting on rocking chair at edge of cliff

Me vs. You, what you gonna do?

Me: Angry Rapper
You: English Language

Me vs. You, what you gonna do?

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Their constant, everyday battles against each other could always verge on the ridiculous. If Light finished a sandwich first, L would be the first to suggest that he couldn't eat as much he could, causing Light to challenge him to an eating competition...Osaka was never the same after those two got done with it.

Today was no exception to the two's 'rivalry'.

Misa sighed as she watched the two geniuses playing tennis with unbridled passion; the looks of determination on both of their faces made the girl roll her pretty blue eyes at how childish they both were. A small, almost devious smirk lifted her crimson lips when L dipped low to try and smack the fuzzy ball over the net, only to fail by a few inches. She could practically hear his soft, disappointed sigh at having lost.

Light gave a loud laugh of victory, straightening his back and wiping the sweat from his brow. "I win Ryuuzaki," A large, feline smirk spread over the brunet's lips. "You know what that means, right?"

L frowned, popping his wrist and groaning softly. "Unfortunately."

Misa laughed in her head, and bounced up to skip toward the two men to tell them that she was hungry. Yes, L's ass would be hurting tomorrow.

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An update to tell the few that care that I haven't died. (face palm) I NEED to update on 'No Refunds' ASAP, but school is starting so I'm waiting a little bit...crappy excuse. DEMETRI MARTIN :D

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