List your brothers from most hated to least
choro: in order from most hated to least hated would be: jyushimatsu, karamatsu, osomatsu, todomatsu, ichimatsu
(10/10 choromatsu is back to normal)

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List your brothers from most hated to least
choro: in order from most hated to least hated would be: jyushimatsu, karamatsu, osomatsu, todomatsu, ichimatsu
(10/10 choromatsu is back to normal)
*pulls up a poster of nyaa-chan* what's your thoughts on this?
choro: eh, she looks average
(3/10)
I don’t want to be around you or anyone, so just go away and leave me alone
since this won't show up in the tag otherwise since apparently tumblr isn't a fan of acoustic hate potion covers:
somewhat final copy of unlucky thirteen [acoustic]
whoever looks through my state standardized test booklet is going to be so confused.
it's full of drawing of mcprice and a whole bunch of ships"es. i was just trying to burn time. and now someone's going to be convinced i'm legally insane, because i spent like twenty minutes drawing album art for Hate Potion.
UNLUCKY THIRTEEN BY HATE POTION
THIS IS FOR EVERYONE WHO WANTED ME TO SING
Okay, guys, this is a really crappy version. I thought it would be better. But, you know. Hopefully HermioneSarah will add some cool guitar where there is humming.
Also, don't pay attention to the lyrics. They don't make sense. None of it. It doens't have some hidden backstory or anything. It is just words put together randomly.
Okay.
What is this?: I sort of have an addiction to the tlat bands, and, well, I am hatepotion and I felt like it was my duty. Um, well, I sort of based on this to so the song:
"No, but a few of those songs were really brilliant. Like..."
"'Unlucky Thirteen?'"
"Yes—that's my favorite song."
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"No," said Marlene, idly looking at a box of Sugar Quills. "In the eleventh hour, I'm the unlucky thirteenth..." chanted the throaty vocals of a singer on the WWN. Marlene felt herself smiling. "No, he's no Miles Stimpson."