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Hey there, my name's Tasha. I'm 21, from Canada and I like spaghetti.

Hoping to become active on here at some point or another to help alleviate my late insomnia filled nights. Nice to meetcha all. *salutes*

Spaghetti rocks! i make a mean bolognese.

And since insomnia filled nights in canada should coincide with me getting up in the morning with my son i say rock on!!

Feel free to join any roleplay, preferably not more than 5 pages long though without asking the creator first

Spaghetti...(Wipes his eyes and sniffles) Thankyou... (Hugs) Thankyou..

We should be the spaghetti-o's

Spaghetti O's? Spaghetti O's are for the weak. Every one knows there fake.

Wewt, three cheers for spaghetti and group names based on it! Even though any kind of canned pasta scares me... >.>
Thanks for welcomes! ^_^

I would be honored, if I could just maybe, shine your shoes and wash your feet for the rest of my life. (Sniffles) Spaghetti... Thankyou... Thankyou kind Misstress!

Theyre not called spaghetti-os over here lol.

Theyre called spaghetti hoops

What do you shoot through them? Spaghetti-balls? Come on, Spaghetti-O's(Hoops) Are a childs food.



...Velveeta is the way to go.

ugh... I know what insomnia is like i hate it! any way welcome! oh by the way pasta is my absolute fav food! oh and steak.

My son goes for mashed up Sunday Dinners (Chicken, vegetables, gravy, mashed potato...)

He's 6 months old though

Eh, all the good stuff, right? I think every one can use a little bit of mashed up dinners. I sure could.

Lmao, oh man... I remember having to chug down a can of mashed baby food peas on a drunken night at a friends party to win a prize. Worst stuff ever! >.<

...And no I didn't even wind up winning the prize.

So could I right now - I was writing a new song last night and I hit a bum note and woke up with swollen tonsils. Bummer. Hurts to swallow - Must be strained glands.

At least its not tonsillitus - I had that last year and ended up with the top part of my left tonsil dying and pretty much falling out....well, the doctor had to pull it out with tweezers - It was so dead I couldnt feel it.

..It was gross. Shudder.

Hah, neither of those are as bad as the last time I went to a party. Listen to this:

We had all been drinking, and it was two in the morning, so we were pretty drunk I'd say, and so, we bet that if I could take down a whole jug of mayonnaise, then some mustard, and then ketchup. So I did it all, I got some what 20$ out of the profits. And then, when I thought I got home, I really just circled the neighborhood, and ended throwing up a few times in the guys pool, house, himself. It was great.


The end.

Interesting as this whole convo is Kirstie your insane.. Hello new person..

Haha I had two shots of straight Vladivir and countless WKDs on a night out where we had a meal and I ended up throwing up twice burning brown stuff, and it went all over the white tablecloth, big chunks everywhere...all over me, the floor, the table....

And i'm not insane, the 60ft dragon sitting beside me is.

Hah, thats nothing compared to me drinking about more than ten lonestars. There wouldn't be a you after I was done exerting my stomach contents into your eyes.


I should be the real insane person here.

New Year two years ago I drank so much random stuff I have no idea what happened but i woke up the next day at home in bed and couldnt get up for three days lol

One time, we were making a bet to see how good you could do skateboarding on the trail while drunk, and so I drank several bottles, knowing I wasn't anything close to sober, I started off, the next second, I found myself in the air, then in the river, where I drifted down hitting a many, uncountable amount of rocks along the way, and when I woke up after falling unconcious, it was Sunday. Four days after the incident. And I really had to go the restroom.

Hey when I wasnt even drunk i was cycling home after a 4 mile trek and my bike caught on the side of a hidden rock and i went flying over the handlebars, knocked myself out and gashed my arm open so badly that when i did get home i had to have 7 stitches... but I had to walk home with my ram absolutely gushing with blood, pushing my bike and my vision blacking out every few seconds. I had concussion and im sure i fell down like 3 times but i dont remember, it just feels like in my head i was stumbling... they were only momentary blackouts, not like the first one where i dont know how long i was out for. I got taken to hospital, got stitches in my arm and had to wear a sling because apparently they would come out if i moved it too much because of the position of the cut or something. It was really near my elbow so i guess it was if i pulled my skin tight or something...

But yeah thats one of the only times in my life i have no full memory of...

Thats nothing! At a party one time, me and my friends put a crap load of melted butter on this hella long coffee table, so guess what, I went coffee table surfing(Mind you its glass) So I fell on it, cracked my chin open flipped over the edge, ramming into the sharp corners of the counter, broke my arm after getting it twisted so horribly, white TISSUE FROM THE BONE, hung out of my chin, bleeding like shisno, even when I got up, I slipped once more, hitting my had on the back of another table, and had to get 18 stitches.