If I knew you could have just called the cops on him, I would have done it years ago! Because I’m no sissy - no sir! I would just pick up that phone and, ‘Officer? There’s a man in a butterfly suit shooting my robot with a laser-beam.’
At the the age of 22, I find myself still shopping in the boys section for clothing. Either men have become fatter/larger on average, or I have stopped growing around freshman year of highschool. Either way, I am a bit past having cartoons and shit on my shirts, but those are the only options left it seems.
I restarted my cleric because the animations for Kelari suck so bad. I was gonna try a mage but damn that class looked complicated. Remade him into an Eth and the character's name is Crishon so add him next time you're on!
I honestly didn’t know there was a messenger thing for Tumblr.
That’s cool, they have that agility racial that makes you go, like, 70%. I’m getting a little discouraged from the game because of all of the lag I get when the Rift/Invasion raids get really big (internet connect is sucky). The normal groups and stuff are 5 or 10man things, right? If there were huge 40/50man raids, I probably won’t be able to handle them.
Allow me to play doubles advocate here for a moment. For all intensive purposes I think you are wrong. In an age where false morals are a diamond dozen, true virtues are a blessing in the skies. We often put our false morality on a petal stool like a bunch of pre-Madonnas, but you all seem to be taking something very valuable for granite. So I ask of you to mustard up all the strength you can because it is a doggy dog world out there. Although there is some merit to what you are saying it seems like you have a huge ship on your shoulder. In your argument you seem to throw everything in but the kids Nsync, and even though you are having a feel day with this I am here to bring you back into reality. I have a sick sense when it comes to these types of things. It is almost spooky, because I cannot turn a blonde eye to these glaring flaws in your rhetoric. I have zero taller ants when it comes to people sprouting out hate in the name of moral righteousness. You just need to remember what comes around is all around, and when supply and command fails you will be the first to go.
Make my words, when you get down to brass stacks it doesn’t take rocket appliances to get two birds stoned at once. It’s clear who makes the pants in this relationship, and sometimes you just have to swallow your prize and accept the facts. You might have to come to this conclusion through denial and error but I swear on my mother’s mating name that when you put the petal to the medal you will pass with flying carpets like it’s a peach of cake.
Huh, I guess now I know how a brain aneurysm feels.