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BarT Says HI!









CmdrTrekk: need food, be back in an hours, if not back, send search party
CmdrTrekk: might have gotten lost in either the chip bag or the fridge.
CmdrTrekk: .......:::walks towards kitchen like a zombie:::
CmdrTrekk: :::runs over to Andy's house::;
CmdrTrekk: POP TARTS!
CmdrTrekk: :::runs around frantically looking for food:::
CmdrTrekk: YOU LIED!
CmdrTrekk: DIEEEEEE!
CmdrTrekk: where!
CmdrTrekk: mmm SIx
CmdrTrekk: MINE!
CmdrTrekk: WHERE!
CmdrTrekk: :::pulls out invisible gun::: giimmme!!!!
CmdrTrekk: or I blow his head off :::yanks a manakin and holds it hostage:::
CmdrTrekk: BACK AWAY!
XAndrew ZamorX: ::Takes the manakin's head off and starts beating mike with it::
CmdrTrekk: owe
CmdrTrekk: owe
CmdrTrekk: Stop
CmdrTrekk: it!
CmdrTrekk: OWE!
XAndrew ZamorX: ::Hits even harder::
CmdrTrekk: god amnit :::rips manakin's arm off::: DIE!
XAndrew ZamorX: THAT"S WHAT YOU GET FOR THREATENING THE LIFE OF A MAKAKIN
CmdrTrekk: :::throws it at him:::
CmdrTrekk: :::breaks the expensive vase on the stairs:::
CmdrTrekk: EWWWWWW!
CmdrTrekk: Get IT OFF!
CmdrTrekk: Get IT off!!
CmdrTrekk: AAAAAAAAAAAH!
XAndrew ZamorX: Don't you mean "Get if out"
CmdrTrekk: :::shutters:::
CmdrTrekk: OK!
CmdrTrekk: I stop!
CmdrTrekk: :::appears back home:::
CmdrTrekk: :::grumbles something about damn nazis and blowing up houses etc. etc.:::
CmdrTrekk: FIEN!
CmdrTrekk: FINE*
CmdrTrekk: I'll just have Spaghetti you BITCH!
XAndrew ZamorX: Fine I'm gunna eat poptarts
CmdrTrekk: FucK YOU! grRRR: ::pouts:::
XAndrew ZamorX: SCREW YOU!! GrrRRR ::Smacks mike::
CmdrTrekk: :::like a fag::: UhHHhHh you Bitch *pimp slaps andy*
XAndrew ZamorX: ::Gets out that very familiar flashlight and starts to beat him with it::
CmdrTrekk: dAAAAAAAAAAH!
CmdrTrekk: :::curls up into the fetal position and sucks his thumb::: MoMMy....I mean.....someone eLSE!
XAndrew ZamorX: ::Takes out a water bottle::
XAndrew ZamorX: Well...DON'T YOU LOVE ME ANYMORE?!?!?
CmdrTrekk: RUN!
CmdrTrekk: OF COURSE NOT!
CmdrTrekk: I mean
CmdrTrekk: yes,
CmdrTrekk: ...
CmdrTrekk: It's her fault!
CmdrTrekk: :::looks for a person to point to:::
XAndrew ZamorX: Wait a minute...that SLUT?!?
CmdrTrekk: :::finds no one::
CmdrTrekk: DOH!
CmdrTrekk: ummm...which one are you refering to
CmdrTrekk: ?
XAndrew ZamorX: The one you brought over for a "massage"
CmdrTrekk: the was legitimate!
CmdrTrekk: sort of...
CmdrTrekk: sHut UP!
XAndrew ZamorX: I'm filing a divorce
CmdrTrekk: FINE YOU NEVER DO ANYTHING ANYWAY
XAndrew ZamorX: Take care of our 20 kids...clean...and do some other stuff..SHUTUP
CmdrTrekk: we have 20
CmdrTrekk: :::gets light headed:::
CmdrTrekk: ?
XAndrew ZamorX: It's your fault for being so sex deprived
CmdrTrekk: SOOO!! .... ... ... .... ScREw you!
XAndrew ZamorX: ...You already did that...countless times
CmdrTrekk: :::high pitched scream:::
XAndrew ZamorX: How odd...
HoPe you ThOUght It WAS FunNY!