Hobbies: reading, writing, playing music, listening to music, eating food
Favorite Genres: Fantasy, Romance, Humor
Navi: I think you're boring them.
Mana: Of course not, these people love me!
Navi: How can they when you haven't even written any stories?
Mana: Well then, I'd best be getting to work, huh?
Navi: If you're trying to be funny, it's not working.
Mana: If you do not laugh right this instant i'll tell everyone about *whisper whisper whisper*
Navi: *nervous laughing* Hahahahahahahaha...
As you can see, I'm not very good at humor, but I'll try my best. Since I don't have a really computer and can only work on my Android tablet, there are going to be a lot of grammatical and spelling errors so I apologize in advance to those that are really strict on that stuff. Also, regarding my pen name Black Cat's Luck although black cats are supposed to give you bad luck, I can only assume that black cats themselves receive good luck from those they cross. Also, if you dare try to run over a black cat because you're superstitious, I will send an army of black cats to haunt your dreams and torture you night after night with nightmares of... stuff... Yeah, I'm not very good at threats...
Curiosity may have killed the cat, but it spent its second life much happier knowing what it did.
Nail polish remover gel is real people!!! I find it amazing that people have invented something like that. it sounds interesting...
On a scale from 1 to 10, how much do I like noodles? Infinity.
Hey, I just met you, and this is crazy, but check my Facebook, and stalk me maybe. Ahahaha as if I would let you guys check my Facebook! Stranger danger, children!!!
If the music's too loud, you're too old!
A man and a woman were enjoying drinks when they got into an argument about who enjoyed sex more. The man said, "Men obviously enjoy sex more. Why do you think they're so obsessed about getting laid? The woman replied, "That doesn't prove anything. Think about this: when your ear itches and you put your finger in it and wiggle it around, which feels better, your ear or your finger?" [Just saying, ya know...]
An escaped convict, imprisoned for first degree murder, had spent 25 years of his life sentence in prison. While on the run, he broke into a house and tied up a young couple who had been sleeping in the bedroom. He tied the man to a chair on one side of the room and his wife on the bed on the other side of the room. The convict got on the bed and it appeared to the husband that he was kissing her neck. Suddenly the convict got up and left the room. As soon as he had the chance, the husband made his way across the room, chair in tow and turned to his pretty young wife bound to the bed in a skimpy nightgown. He whispered, "Honey, this guy hasn't seen a woman in years. I saw him kissing your neck then he left in a hurry. Just cooperate with anything he wants. If he wants to have sex with you, just go along with it and pretend that you like it. Whatever you do, don't fight him or make him mad, our lives depend on it." Oh, honey," the wife said, spitting out her gag, "I'm so relieved you feel that way. You're right, he hasn't seen a woman in years. But he wasn't kissing my neck, he was whispering in my ear. he told me he thinks you're really cute and asked me if we keep Vaseline in the bathroom."
Little Johnny was taking a shower with his mother when he asked, " Mom, what are those things on your chest?" Unsure of how to reply, she tells Johnny to ask his father at breakfast, thinking the matter will be forgotten. Johnny doesn't forget. The next morning he presents his father with the same question. His father, always quick to answer replies, "Johnny, those are balloons. When your mommy dies, we can blow them up and she'll float to Heaven." Johnny thinks that's neat and asks no more questions. A few weeks later, his father comes home from work a few hours early. Johnny runs out out of the house crying hysterically, "Daddy! Daddy! Mommy's dying!" His father says, "Calm down, son. Why do you think Mommy's dying?" He replied, "Uncle Harry is blowing up Mommy's balloons and she's screaming 'Oh god, I'm coming!'"
Haha! Those are really naughty jokes. Sorry, but I won't be posting any stories or poems like that. Expect only T rated stuff at the most, though it'll probably be mostly K. But obviously now you know that I'm not absolutely pure of mind so you pervs may possibly get some suggestive content... If I ever get that far into a story that is...
Congratulations, you got past my rant! Now what are you doing still reading this?