:D I am the great describer of greatness.
Yay, cute is good. My success is existent!
Your comment was so horrible I puked. D:
I puked great victory! 'cause that's how unhorrible the comment actually was.

And on an entirely unrelated note: according to your profile, you live in the same city as I. o.O

Returning dialogue in sake of grand rightness!
"I'm not bulimic! I'm a competitive puker! D:"
Apparently it's more like a one in reality chance of happening. And I have even less idea what that means. Though ya, it is pretty unlikely. SLC doesn't seem to be much a furry hot spot. In fact, according to the Furry Survey, Utah's like... 26 out of all the states.
http://sapphire.artspots.com/image/3210/creepachu

Responding for much correctness!
Interesting quote.
And fine, I just won't share my brownies. :C
I don't recall where it was, exactly, but for some other random information:
http://www.klisoura.com/ot_furrysurvey.php
I do remember that California was highest, by a very large margin (almost double the next), and Washington was fourth(significantly ahead of fifth, but not far behind third/second).

!@#$ you already used "responding"
*commits seppuku*

Fiiine. *shares brownies* D:
You are the One! You won! You ONE, you!
AHAHA.
...
Gah.

Funny thing is, in my experience, furries are more associated with the eastern coast. A lot of people I've known online in general, not just furries, live in or near Washington for some reason. And it's where my mother said she wants us to move in some years. Though I don't believe that's actually gonna happen...

One. Duh.

Eh. I could probably say the same about Canada, come to think of it. My memory might be biased, because Canada's size makes it rather less outstanding to find out that two of my friends live there...
I've seen an unusual number of Europeans at a few websites I go to, but generally not especially many.
Because my mother, and my brother, and I have a tendency not to get things done. But then again, my memory's probably biased here, too. Hell, I have no idea what I'm talking about, half the time.
Although the newly awakened pessimist in me tells me that it's because moving to Washington sounds too good. And I try to ignore him but hey, he's the one who experience seems to confirm.
Atleast, that's what my memory says. Ahahaha.
Whoo! Stuff. I'm feeling suddenly random.
...

The hope is strong!
... if only I could sell it for money. I've got enough things that I'm hoping about, could make a fortune and move right now. :O
Yep. I remember facts and crap for school well, but it seems to be very selective (or maybe ISTFU), and I have next to no sense for time.
:( Wait so is that why those people were chasing me?? How was I supposed to know that throwing bricks at people hurts?

I called it a "commentversation" a few years ago when this happened to me with someone several times.

Well... can I eat it atleast? D=
I lose my sense of time when talking to people.
Which is rare, now.
D:

Never! Stabbing is fun! I know this from personal experience.
Unless it's with a kitchen sink.
Then it's awesome.

Pff. Fine. But I'm gonna claim comminterrogation!