Hey there, welcome to Joke's End, the palace of dead jokes. This place is our playground, understand? If you want to play here, the least you can do is say hello to those of use that were here first.
By the way, the name's Jojora. I'm the buddy of the cousin of the descendant of the spirit that once guarded this place.
...61... *shoves a crayon into her nose*posted Jul 23rd 2010, 6:30PM
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Music: Mega Man 8 Astro Man Stage
...62... *shoves another crayon into her nose* ...63... *shoves another crayon into her nose* ...64! *shoves one last crayon into her nose* *A crowd of Beanish people cheer before her*
Hey dere, sorry I habn't been here in awhile. *sneezes loudly, making all 64 crayons that I had stuck in my head get blown out of my ears and nostrils* Joke's End has been quite the tourist trap lately, and I've had crowds to entertain such as this one who've just witnessed me breaking the world record for most crayons stuffed into one's own head.
Special announcement children! That crazy sonofabitch did it, and I'm not talking about that kid from Vault 101. The White Knight St. Galaxy Man saved his beautiful maiden Pandora from the clutches of that mechanical flower, Rospark. Hey good job Galaxy. Good to see that there are those as crazy as 101. If you're anything like him, you'll go places. Thanks for listening CHILDREN! And now some music...*"Mighty, Mighty Man" starts playing*