Well, at least that stopped them from harassing the ducks.
Blog linkThat WAS a good thing... until the ducks started building that doomsday device. Still have no idea how we stopped them.
What is so amusing about this? Why do you take lives? How can you forget?Well, we never would have pulled it off if that one guy hadn't let me borrow his cane.
and we owe a lot to John Peters, you know, the Farmer? if he hadn't showed up, we'd have been dead.
Got a degree in Emotional trauma via fictional characters aka creative writing. hosting S'mores party in Hell for fellow (evil) writersBut I never expected him to ride in on his dead wife's reanimated corpse!
SHAMWOW IS NOT OXYCLEAN. A DOG IS NOT A BROTHERyeah, well, the Zombie Uprising changed a lot of us. even if it only turned the dead into body bulders who have a thirst for wheat and wheat by products. man, I miss bread.
Got a degree in Emotional trauma via fictional characters aka creative writing. hosting S'mores party in Hell for fellow (evil) writersOh, yeah. I did challenge him to a chess game, but he never did get past move 4. Something to do with his missing Tic Tac container.
The possum is a potential perpetrator; he did place possum poo in the plum pot.I'm still being hunted ever since I lost my queen.
Even with these awkward wings, dyed with images that seem to stay. I'm sure we can fly, on my love! 3DS Friend Code: 2809-9138-8756Yeah, but the whole thing in Zurich was still pretty funny, right guys?
... Guys?
"The Stick has sentimental value. It's like an enormous, hideous teddy bear we can kill things with." -rikalousThat was no joke, I lost lots of limbs there.
OK, so my robotic leg still hasn't been explained, but still.
My avatar is Mark Twain because I was out of ideas.That was mandatory after the marshmallow explosion…
Deep into that darkness, peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.I still can't look at smores the same way. FIRE and Mashmallows are not friend!!!! never again, never again. ~weeps~
Got a degree in Emotional trauma via fictional characters aka creative writing. hosting S'mores party in Hell for fellow (evil) writersThere, there. At least the possum didn't claw your eyes out.
Blog linkMore than I can say for myself.
The possum is a potential perpetrator; he did place possum poo in the plum pot.hey, were any of you at Queensgrace, when the...Thing... happened? I'm thinking of starting a support group, but finding survivors is harder....
Got a degree in Emotional trauma via fictional characters aka creative writing. hosting S'mores party in Hell for fellow (evil) writersNo, but were you in Redwood City when that lightning struck? I don't think lightning is supposed to make such things come out .
For duty, duty, must be done, the rule applies to everyone;the lightening wasn't the scary part. the thunder, now, that was not normal. thunder isn't supposed to sound like Karl Orff, right?
Got a degree in Emotional trauma via fictional characters aka creative writing. hosting S'mores party in Hell for fellow (evil) writersThe readings lead more towards Charlie Sheen's reanimated corpse, but you can never be sure.
Last time we heard thunder, it took 42 hours just to take Tom Hanks down, that nail acid hurt!
Even with these awkward wings, dyed with images that seem to stay. I'm sure we can fly, on my love! 3DS Friend Code: 2809-9138-8756well, at least we didn't piss off the waterbender again.
Got a degree in Emotional trauma via fictional characters aka creative writing. hosting S'mores party in Hell for fellow (evil) writersHe teamed up with that other guy... there were things in that fog.
pretty sure the true Heir of Slytherin was in that fog... I mean, it was GREEN
Got a degree in Emotional trauma via fictional characters aka creative writing. hosting S'mores party in Hell for fellow (evil) writersCan we stop talking about Hogwarts? It brings back memories of my half-brother's newt dissection...
The possum is a potential perpetrator; he did place possum poo in the plum pot.Oh.... Heh-heh.... That was your half-brother? Oops.
Have you forgotten the face of your father, troper?Remember the last time you said 'oops'? Cus I'm sure North-Korea does.
Sing the song of sixpence that goes burn the witch, we know where you live
Well I thought the best solution was to glue the bullies to the ceiling.
When life gives you lemons, burn life's house down with the lemons.