BYOB: an island of chill and magic in a sea of madness. : Guards! SEIZE HIM!
He's getting away you fools!
Dads Dip Cup
Guard A : "h-he didn't say 'Simon says', right"
Guard B : "nope"
*staring at each other nervously*
Yeah, boss, we sees 'im. Whaddaya want us ta do, like, goes after hims or somethin?
Okay, you got this.
"Hey you, STORP!"
Shit, stop, I mean stop!
Mom was right.
*guards bring back a juicy honeyed ham* "well, this isn't what I asked for, but I am very satisfied with your performance all the same"
Guards, you've lived your life fearing the commitment of a relationship too long. Guards, seize him. Hold him close. Allow yourself to love again.
The guards start pelting him chunks of cheese. "No, no, I said SEIZE him!" I yell, shaking my head and wondering offhandedly who scribbled "Larson" on the ceiling.
"I'm sorry, I don't know how to seize him."
>Guards! Grab him!
"I do not see any him to grab."
>Grab the man!
"Who are you speaking to?"
>Guards! He's getting away!
"I'm sorry, I don't know how to he's getting away."
The velvet hoods are now mandatory for all classes and on-campus activities. Do not remove them for any reason.
We're not going to solve gun massacres with bad manners, people.
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1998: I upload dave.pcx, and change the course of history
Set goals for yourself, and fulfill them. Absurd! Only in video games!
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