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4 yrs ago
My badass cat literally just pimp slapped a red wasp out of the air and quickly ate it up in two crunchy bites. He didn’t even flinch or blink.
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4 yrs ago
Two fish are in a tank, one turns to the other and asks “How do you drive this thing?”
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”It is no nation we inhabit, but a language.”
-Emil Cioran
I have an actual skull atop my personal bookcase.
The Fine Arts, Philosophy, Linguistics, Poetry, Architecture, History, Cultures, all of these are passions of mine to study.
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Most Recent Posts
Hair product.
Banned because you used the word “for”.
Tires
Banned and jailed for being a muffin sympathizer. I am a cupcake supremacist.
Banned for saying the now illegal word “muffin”.
Banned because.... becaaaauuuuusssssseeeeee.... errrr....
Pizza
Mushrooms
“Well, my friend,” Talions’ voice was a low, soft tenner with a soothing edge to it ,”my superior has heard your request and approves. He would like to meet you tonight in fact. Assuming you are indeed ‘Aesthen’. After all, the given description matches perfectly.”
Fallon had finished his sentence in a lower tone. He cursed himself seconds later. Assumptions had gotten many a thief killed. And while he was sure this man was authentic and not some city guard plant, he still cursed his recklessly chose words. Bad first impression... he thought grimly.
Not intending to divulge any further, he sat back comfortably in his seat. His empty smile stilling lined beneath his nose. He crossed his arms over his chest as he leaned back against the chair back, his head laying against the grimy wall.
@Dark Light
Fallon had finished his sentence in a lower tone. He cursed himself seconds later. Assumptions had gotten many a thief killed. And while he was sure this man was authentic and not some city guard plant, he still cursed his recklessly chose words. Bad first impression... he thought grimly.
Not intending to divulge any further, he sat back comfortably in his seat. His empty smile stilling lined beneath his nose. He crossed his arms over his chest as he leaned back against the chair back, his head laying against the grimy wall.
@Dark Light
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