Poke it with a stick to see if it's dead.
Like the night my girl went away, gone off in a world filled with stuffKeep on walking...
TV Tropes's No. 1 bread themed lesbian. she/her, fae/faerTell her to stop laughing at me.
I can't stop listening to thisMistake him for some homeless guy, pass him 20 dollars and keep walking.
Pet it. Or perhaps just pity it.
edited 22nd Sep '10 2:40:06 PM by FashionistState
Out of sight... out of mind... out of hope, and out of time...Run like a bitch.
I can't stop listening to this-walks up to him and says- WHY MUST REMIND ME OF THE HORRORS OF Zelda C Di Games!
UN JOUR JE SERAI DE RETOUR PRÈS DE TOI-Touches own face to see if I should shave when I get home.-
edited 22nd Sep '10 3:33:17 PM by HungryJoe
Charlie Tunoku is a lover and a fighter.*Is Awed by the moving Gears, and stares at them.*
Last Defense Line.Start talking in Spy Speak to throw him off.
TVTropes Nuzlocke Thread. - Arceus Help Us All.I'd think he must be pretty damn bored to slouch around a park bench out in the streets like that.
Sonic hates SOPAI'd pity the roadkill.
UN JOUR JE SERAI DE RETOUR PRÈS DE TOIHold my breath as I walekd past.
TV Tropes's No. 1 bread themed lesbian. she/her, fae/faerCovertly turn and watch as she walks past.
Charlie Tunoku is a lover and a fighter.Wonder how a gear works could move on its own through the street.
You cannot firmly grasp the true form of Squidward's technique!EAT IT
UN JOUR JE SERAI DE RETOUR PRÈS DE TOIRaise eyebrow then walk away.
edited 22nd Sep '10 8:11:33 PM by Neo_Crimson
Sorry, I can't hear you from my FLYING METAL BOX!Give a curious glance, thinking "Great cosplayer."
.*Asks to see his grenades*
disregard this post!
edited 23rd Sep '10 10:47:03 AM by SeveredKhan
Try to repress a chuckle at his outfit.
Like the night my girl went away, gone off in a world filled with stuffRoll my eyes and carry on.
TV Tropes's No. 1 bread themed lesbian. she/her, fae/faerWonder how she's able to avoid bumping into lamp posts with her eyes closed like that.
Like the night my girl went away, gone off in a world filled with stuffLook at them inconspicuously and ask myself why the hell I've got the feeling that I know those two...
A different shape every step I take A different mind every step of the line
Asks if he's alright.