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Granted; nobody else has one, so you get a feeling of superiority. I wish for oak panelling.
He gets sat on by a fat guy and suffocates. Bob is fishing with dynamite.
Where's the rest of the gravel going!?
^ Is Sir Prancealot. > Knows he shouldn't, but it tastes so good! v Has deep respect for lemmings.
Odour of unknown origin; I could blame it on some kind of Lovecraftian presence. Spanner or screwdriver?
I wouldn't have thought so, I don't have a very big internet presence.
Hunter took the rounds and shrugged, "Sure, I've got your back." The rounds were the wrong calibre, but at least he could cannibalise them to...
Q'discraan grimaced at the sound of the door, and then followed the group. "Where are we going?" He asked Fox softly.
Banned for wn.
Zombicorns; Twi's next logical step. Wheat or chaff?
^ Is perfectly sane and sober.
Where do you want it too? *lecherous eyebrow raise*
My Aunt had a Pagan wedding in a field. Everyone was very distressed.
Indeed. *is assimilated into the Luna collective as he hugs*
I don't know about awesome, I mean, I haven't found an open bar yet.
Ahhhh! *jumps at the new Luna with equal velocity*
Banned for looking at my police records! I mean, um...
Yep, a very demanding person who usually lives in a church.
Eh, there are worse ways to go. *waves goodbye to Nightmare*
Banned for not cooperating, comrade Chrysalis!
