Toribash
*erm*...time for a double post?

Anyhoo: I'm ill! Woop-de-do fever paralgin forte goop and buggers.

Bah.
Originally Posted by CMon View Post
Make this place alive!

No. Shut up.
"Call yourself alive? I promise you you'll be deafened by dust falling on the furniture,
you'll feel your eyebrows turning to two gashes, and your shoulder blades will ache for want of wings."
Originally Posted by Egg View Post
No. Shut up.

.dn ʇnɥs .ou
"Call yourself alive? I promise you you'll be deafened by dust falling on the furniture,
you'll feel your eyebrows turning to two gashes, and your shoulder blades will ache for want of wings."
Originally Posted by 3vi1 View Post
.dn ʇnɥs .ou

La vostra madre era un criceto ed il vostro padre sentito l'odore di delle bacche di sambuco! Fluttuo i miei organi genitali nel vostro senso generale, voi cialda britannica di fetore! Ora vada via o taunt voi una seconda volta!

Hah.
Originally Posted by CMon View Post
La vostra madre era un criceto ed il vostro padre sentito l'odore di delle bacche di sambuco! Fluttuo i miei organi genitali nel vostro senso generale, voi cialda britannica di fetore! Ora vada via o taunt voi una seconda volta!

I call cocks.
"Call yourself alive? I promise you you'll be deafened by dust falling on the furniture,
you'll feel your eyebrows turning to two gashes, and your shoulder blades will ache for want of wings."