*explodes into reality*
*Spontaneous lycra explosion*
*Backflips into scene*
You'll have to ram the door then. If you don't want to do this with yourself as the object of force, then find something heavy and use that.
My computer is made of fail.
Hi, btw. Blame the virus of death for my absence.
Arg. Computer is full of the virus evil no doubt spread by SPAAAAAAM.
I have tea.
Pretty good, actually. Finally got a project at uni which doesn't suck, so I'm having a lot of fun. Yourself?
*Coughs* Morning chaps.
My badge machine arrived!
Ah. Home. Safety, security and chocolate.
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