yeah poor heather o'rourke

do you mean the word or the horror film

It's spelled "poltergeist"

*Stops raving* WAH! OW! *Turns into ghost too and becomes poltuirgeist* Mwa-ha-ha!

Wow... *walks off and raves to this... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=astISOttCQ0 * Have fun being dead...

*Turns into zombie and eats tramp's brain, turning him into zombie too!*

dances

*Dies*

AAAAAGH! TELETUBBIES!My whole childhood, you MONSTER!

Tinky-Winky, Lala, Dipsy, Po!! Teletubbies, teletubbies, say hel-lo!!

Hehe that a boy. Snowball his house like back in the old days. Good times.

Hewo!! I'm gonna do a really big adoptable!

What? Why's that?

Oh yeah. What are you going to do on Halloween?

Hi!♥

*Elbows him in ribs and hide behind random person*

*Laughs evily*

-light cannon turns around covering ears cannon turns round aiming at him_

*Abruptly stops singing and gulps*

-get a water cannon-

neh-heh...

nnuu!!

I'm plauging you're profile with song words! *Evil laugh*

Come run the hidden (censuré) trail of the forest,
Come taste the sweet sun berries of the earth,
Come roll in all the riches all around you,
And for once don't wonder what it's worth,
The rainstorm and the river are my brothers,
The heron and the otter are my friends,
And we are all connected to each other,
In a circle, in a hoop, that never ends...

How high can the Sycamore grow?
If you cut it down then you'll never know,
And you'll never hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moon,
Or whether we are white or copper skinned,
We need to sing with all the voices of the mountain,
We need to paint with all the colours of the wind,
You can own the earth and still,
All you'll own is earth until,
You can paint with all the colours of the wind....

Pocahuntus rocks!!

You think you own whatever land you land on,
The world is just a dead thing you can claim,
But I know every rock, tree and creature,
Has a life, has a spirit, has a name,

You think the only people who are people,
Are the people who look and think like you,
But if you walk the footsteps of a stranger,
You'll learn things you never knew, you never knew...

Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon?
Or asked the grinning bob cat why he grins?
Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain?
Can you paint with all the colours of the wind?
Can you paint with all the colours of the wind?

what the heck is she singing

Doobedy-doodaa doobedy-day !

oh no they were roses

Oh, well at least they're in heaven!

my plants died i killed them