Like, when I find a chunk of deer meat in the middle of the road and you know it used to be alive, I feel sad for awhile. And when I'm sad, I eat. And there just so happens to be this chunk of deer meat in front of me... *chomp* *crunch* *munch* OH GOD! WHAT A FASCINATINGLY ZESTY FLAVOR! >.> Okay, I lied. Dead things don't make me unhappy.
That be whats in my copy-paste. I think its from a completely dead guild, and its me saying dead things make me unhappy.
Duck_man · Fri Dec 08, 2006 @ 07:39am · 2 Comments |