he “disappeared” in WWI, says the wiki. It could be that he’s out there right now, tapping away to the cube roots of all kinds of things.
I’m just going to start singing “ba laa laa lalalala” and I hope you will join int.
And, what of it? Were you able to remember details about yourself?
Sasuke and Naruto are about to fight at the Valley of The End mural. Before they do, I ride up to them in old timey horse, and dismount in a spritely manner.
“Whatchoo boys fightin’ fo?” I inquire, whilst spitting a piece of Americana on the floor.
They look at me quizically, surveying my power from my dusty old boots to my cowboy hat. They say nothing, just watch me gyrate my hip as I get back on my hoss.
“You boys be good nao” I say, tipping my hat and mosying on towards Konoha
I overslept once outside of an airport in Wilmington. It was a dark, dreary day, and all I wanted to do was go back to sleep. Thank God my boss burst into my room, dragged me out of bed, and pushed me in front of that powerpoint presentation. It went really well, despite some judging remarks about having baggy eyes.
This is dumb. Clearly she has massive tactical advantage, since she can teleport out of a camp and forward in time into the middle of a battlefield. Who’s to say what she can’t do?
“So you run and you run to catch up with your mum, cos she’s simping
Turn you around, to come up behind you again…”