Uhm, wow has it been a long time since I've been here... I don't think anyone remembers me anymore, so I decided to just post up a newbie thread. Hello, LPA =)
No idea. Well maybe today I was supposed to dedicate to doing homework but instead I've been procrastinating and playing random games online and MySpacing [sadly], and then I was just thinking hey. What the heck, why don't I go to LPA? Yeahh. I was very bored =D I was amazed to see my account even here!
Hi. I'm Branden. Apparently you missed out on the breeding of Derek and Andrea to create me, so I'll fill you in on all the details. It all began back in 1992. Derek, a struggling stair handrail repairman living in upper New York City, made a house call to check out a faulty handrail at a small home on 145 N. Monaco Avenue. Little did he know, it would begin a long, lustrious, and slightly enviable life of deceit. You see, living at 145 N. Monaco Avenue was a small girl named Andrea. Derek fixed the handrail, then the beam of Andrea's eye caught his. It was love at first sight--for Derek, anyway. Derek then proceeded to ask her name, and other typical information. Then, Derek did something that would change the face of the Earth forever; he kidnapped took stole asked Andrea out on a date. They went to the Olive Garden. Andrea had a large bowl of Fetucini Alfredo, and Derek consumed breadsticks. A hell of a lot of breadsticks. At the end of the night, Derek could see that twinkle in Andrea's eye, but realized that it was just her sparkly eyeliner. But then Andrea played footsie with Derek, and it all went downhill from there love was in the air. Derek and Andrea went back to her home, put on some candles, and Derek undressed Andrea, and slowly began to move his trembling hands down toward her throbbing INTERMISSION. So, we skip forward 9 months; Andrea's pregnant. (remember kids, safe sex or no sex. BET advises to rap it up.) this message brought to you by: Andrea gave birth to a baby boy, and they named it Brandon. However, Derek was so nervous, that he began a marijuana habit to calm himself down, and accidentally gave it to the doctor. The doctor then screwed up the birth certificate, changing to it Branden. This doomed the child to a life of not being able to have personalized liscence plates for his bicycle. Branden was then given away to a foster home, but eventually found his way back to the LPA, to haunt Andrea and Derek. And here, they didn't want anyone to know. But I, Branden, am here to reveal the truth. JOIN ME... (sorry, I had to scroll up to remember your name after writing this long-winded bullshit) TERRY. COME WITH ME, and together, we will unravel this web of lies and lust. umm. Hi. I'm Branden.
OMG wait. This isn't all true is it???? I'm kindasorta new so don't mess with my mind like that O_O -- Did I say that? Eh, I probably did. I don't know, I've only checked out LPA once or twice after I left, and those were times when I was extremely bored =D I guess this is another one of those times. Well, now, it seems more permanent... Hmm.
Yeah, they're split up now, sadly. But they're still on good terms, so I visit Derek pretty often, but I live with mom.
Dammit Casey, this is PG-rated. Why else do you think I'd put "INTERMISSION" instead of posting their cybersex chat logs going in depth about their love/baby-making on here?