BASICS

Height:	152 cm - 158 cm (5' - 5'2")
Birthday:	May 14, 1990
Sexual Orientation:	Bisexual/Open-Minded
Dating:	Single and looking
Living Situation:	Living with parents/relatives
Location:	Minnesota, United States
Join Date:	10:31pm \| Apr 10, '07
Profile Updated:	11:59pm \| Apr 10, '07
Last Active:	07:18pm \| Apr 12, '07

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Reading Material:	Fantasy, Mysteries, Myths and Legends, Non-fiction, Poetry, Romance
Movies:	Anime, Classic, Historical dramas, Horror, Independent, Musicals, Psychological Thrillers, Science Fiction, Westerns
Art:	Doodling, Journal Writing, Photography, Sewing, Singing, Writing
Animals/Pets:	Cats, Horses
Video Games:	Fighting, Puzzles, Racing, Role Playing, Strategy
Music:	Alternative, Classic Rock, Classical, Country, Garage, Goth, Indie, Metal, Punk, Rock, Techno, World, Acoustic
Sports:	Basketball, Bowling, Fishing, Hiking, Horseback Riding, Mountain Biking, Rollerskating, Swimming, Volleyball
Activities:	Cooking, Karaoke, Listening to music, Reading, Dancing
Outdoor:	Camping, Fishing, Gardening, Going to the beach, Hiking, Exploring, Sightseeing, Traveling
Computers:	E-mail, Instant Messaging, Surfing the net

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[[T-I-F-F-A-N-Y]]
--THE MINDLESS RAMBLINGS OF A TEENAGE ZOMBIE
16.minnesota.two jobs.goes to high school.a jr.crazy.random.perfectly lovely in everyway.

Caboose=♥

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QUOTES FROM RED VS BLUE

]Andy The Bomb: [Crunch-Bite the alien attacks an intruder] Caboose, you were supposed to help!
Caboose: I was helping watch.
Andy The Bomb: What if something had happened?
Caboose: I'm sure I would have seen it.

Church: I can't believe I actually died for this war.

Sarge: Anyone... want to guess... why I gathered you here... today?
Grif: Uh, is it because the war's over and you're sending us home?
Sarge: That's exactly it, Private. War's over. We won. Turns out you're the big hero. We're gonna hold a parade in your honor. I get to drive the float. And Simmons here is in charge of confetti!
Grif: I'm no stranger to sarcasm, sir.

Sheila: Now that you've mastered driving the M808V, let's move on to some of the safety features.
Caboose: No! No, wait! Go back! Why are there six pedals if there are only four directions?

Caboose: I should've known. She didn't like me. Girls... never... like me.
Tucker: Caboose, I don't think anybody likes you.
Caboose: I like me.

Church: So how are you doing Caboose? Are you following any of this whatsoever?
Caboose: I think so. That guy Tex is really a robot... and you're his boyfriend. So that makes you... a gay robot.
Church: ...Yeah. That's right. I'm a gay robot.

[Tucker and Church of Blue Army are spying on Grif and Simmons of Red Army. Church is using a sniper rifle to watch the Reds]
Tucker: What are they doing?
Church: What?
Tucker: I said, what are they doing now?
Church: God damn, I am getting so sick of answering that question.
Tucker: You have the fucking rifle, I can't see shit. Don't bitch at me, because I'm not going to just sit up here and play with my dick all day.
Church: OK, OK, look. They're just standing there and talking. OK? That's all they're doing. That's all they EVER do, is just stand there and talk. That's what they were doing last week, that's what they were doing when you asked me five minutes ago. So five minutes from NOW, when you ask me, "What are they doing?", my answer's gonna be, "They're still just talking, and they're still just standing there."
Tucker: [after a long pause] What are they talking about?
Church: You know what? I fucking hate you.

Sarge: May I introduce the our new light reconnaissance vehicle! It has four-inch armour plating, mag bumper suspension, a mounted machine gunner position, and total seating for three. Gentlemen, this is the M12LRV! I like to call it the Warthog.
Simmons: Why Warthog, sir?
Sarge: Because "M12LRV' is too hard to say in conversation, son.
Grif: No, but... Why Warthog? I mean, it doesn't really look like a pig.
Sarge: Say that again.
Grif: I think it looks more like a puma.
Sarge: What in Sam Hell is a puma?
Simmons: You mean like the shoe company?
Grif: No. Like a puma. It's a big cat. Like a lion.
Sarge: You're makin' that up.
Grif: I'm telling you, it's a real animal.
Sarge: Simmons, I want you to poison Grif's next meal.
Simmons: Yes, sir!
Sarge: [Points at front of the Warthog] Look, see these two tailhooks? They look like tusks. And what kind of animal has tusks?
Grif: A walrus.
Sarge: Didn't I just tell you to stop makin' up animals?

Church: [Frank has arrived too late to save Tex's life] First of all, great job on the Tex, man. Mission accomplished. Secondly, the way that we need you to assist is to help us kill all the Reds.
Frank DuFresne: Well, even if my orders didn't prohibit me from doing that, I still wouldn't. I joined the army as a conscientious objector.
Tucker: Consci... who?
Frank DuFresne: I'm a pacifist.
Caboose: ...You're a thing that babies suck on?
Tucker: No, dude, that's a pedophile.
Church: Tucker, I think he means a pacifier.
Tucker: Oh, yeah. Right. Man, I was totally thinking about something else.
Church: That's real classy, Tucker.

Caboose: But I don't want to be dead. I want to be alive. Or a cowboy.

Church: I was sittin' there talkin' to Gary, and...
Tex: The bomb?
Church: No that's Andy, Gary is the computer.
Tex: Neh, I don't even remember most of your names half the time.
Caboose: I know my name! You can ask me, if you forget.
Church: Hey, can we please focus on me?
Caboose: By the way, he's Church.
Church: Yes, thank you Caboose, she knows.
Caboose: He is the mean one.
Church: Thank you, Caboose.
Caboose: See, he is mad. Now he'll just stare at me until I stop talking, then, when he thinks I am done talking, then he will start talking again.
Church: ...okay. I was talking to Gary and...
Caboose: Told you so!
Church: Goddammit!
Caboose: Classic Church.
Tucker: I wonder if a ghost can have an aneurism.

Church: [re-enters the Blue Base and hears some racket going on*] Hey Doc, what the hell is going on in there?
Frank DuFresne: Church, everything's fine. Basically, he's just resting.
Church: Doesn't sound like he's resting.
Frank DuFresne: That's not Tucker; that's our new arrival! He got a lot of energy since his first feeding.
Church: Tucker... *fed*... the baby? Gross.
Frank DuFresne: Actually, Caboose was kind enough to donate some blood. You know what they say: it takes a village.
Church: How'd you get him to agree to that?
Frank DuFresne: It's amazing what Caboose will do if you promise him a cookie and a glass of orange juice.
Church: But he hates needles!
Frank DuFresne: No needles! It turns out if you just expose some bare skin, the little guy just digs right in! It's like a miracle to see nature at work!
Caboose: [arriving on the scene, looking very weak*] I feel dizzy!
Church: Uhm... is he gonna be okay?
Frank DuFresne: Tucker's kid drank half a gallon in one go. Isn't that cool? I think he's gonna be a linebacker. Or a vampire. Or a vampire linebacker! That'll be crazy!
Caboose: [looking up at the ceiling*] Ooooooooo...
Frank DuFresne: Anyway, blood is pretty important. So Caboose is bound to have some side effects like dizziness or nausea or sensitivity to light...
Caboose: I think I'm going to stop standing up now.
[falls to the ground*]
Frank DuFresne: Or passing out.
Caboose: Church, if I die, I want you to have my orange juice... [/center][/b]

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