And then I notice I'm a blue hedgehog for some reason...
You can not go to Utah again after you have eaten Utah and have not eaten.I must be the best angel ever to accomplish this!
I dunno why I just went out and killed some random chick.
... but laughed my ass off when he asked if I've been snooping as usual.
Then I realized I was dressed in red and had a bat.
I then realize that she's too cute to kill, and wonder why I was going to in the first place.
We become friends!
You can not go to Utah again after you have eaten Utah and have not eaten.OMG WTF...
-runs away-
Reality and the existence thereof hinges upon the future of mankind and bacteriakindYour chin...it must die....
Panhandling sign glued to hands. Need $5 for solvent.IT'S GIYGAS' TWIN BROTHER!!
If someone wants to accuse us of eating coconut shells, then that's their business. We know what we're doing. - Achaan ChahNot much.
If you don't like a single Frank Ocean song, you have no soul.How did I get my hands on a bigger gun than that?
I must have hurt his nose, a weak point.
It's the proportion, it's just a handgun
Same time post, but that strangely works.
edited 30th Jul '11 2:37:34 PM by Erock
If you don't like a single Frank Ocean song, you have no soul.He Knows Too Much, he must be dealt with as swiftly as possible.
He tried to kill me!
edited 30th Jul '11 2:37:34 PM by AttObl
Shutdown sequence initiated.Meh, I get good money...
Reality and the existence thereof hinges upon the future of mankind and bacteriakindThank god that chin will gone soon...
If someone wants to accuse us of eating coconut shells, then that's their business. We know what we're doing. - Achaan ChahThe question is, why did I get in this situation?
My name remains a mystery to us all.I HAVE COMPLETED THE HUNT! time to bring this to Shadow for the bounty... damn it, I forgot she wanted to have it alive...
selling property in hell, lake-of-lava front timeshare with hitler or cheap 5th ring, only 250000 souls-Puts hand over red Nuke button-
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jXkI1sTDoEgI must say, you were far from my first choice of an authority figure to kill Mr.Mustang. Come to think of it, why am I killing you anyway?
Eeps! What was I thinking!
Reality and the existence thereof hinges upon the future of mankind and bacteriakindSir... your chin... It is rather disgusting! As an artist, I must destroy that chin before it stabs someone in the eye!
DeerWait... how did a terrorist bombing at a furry convention turn to my being about to kill a REAL fursona wit a hammer? Did someone sneak LSD into my milk?
I have deployed the bombs. Now to click... THE TRIGGAR!
I’m a lumberjack and I’m ok. I sleep all night and work all day.Nothing personal, but I have to test this new spray.
OMNIA RESOLVITUR DIALECTICE
...when you think "How did I manage to get in this position?