Separate names with a comma.
Strings.
Since it was last year. Now shut up and kiss me! This thread needs to get back on topic!
The annual wicker-pony burning festival.
Pretty much. Now go back to sleep, it's still evening.
...So much for inviting you to the annual wicker-pony burning festival.
I didn't say it was part of a bigger bed, no. The little bed is made up of multiple bigger beds.
Hmm... Just give me a second to get my torch and pitchfork.
What if that little bed was made of BIGGER beds?
Banned for classy outfit. [img] Samsung Windows 8 Phone.
What if this is just you making excuses to kiss me?
Do not try to wake up in the bed; realize that there is no bed.
This can only end well. (ie. Doom's day, magical shenanigans, surprise parties, etc.)
But this isn't the thread when we're in bed.
I'm glad you agree! :derpe:
What if you ARE the bed?
Skittles.
Ow... That was my eye... :cry:
All of the talking soda cans are named John. Even the ones that aren't.
Clearly it's all a lie within a lie, within a dream within a dream! Given I break no rules in the process, I'm pretty sure I'm entitled to act...
I'm sorry if my puns scared you. They've never done that before, but you admitted to it yourself.
