here is a pick up for all of you lowvw and foolish fewvw wvwho are failing to find yourselvwes a suitable mate this pailing season. do yourselvwes a favwor and take up good advwice wvwhen you hear it. this kind of line wvworks wvwell on a troll wvwho knowvws class and refinement, but one wvwho is not so up their owvwn chute that they can still appreciate a trashy romp in the dirty tavwern alley wvway after you ditch the ball. hear me good wvwoman, grant me thy leavwe to savwor the confection of thy cookie. my inner hunger roars for the sublime nectar of your person, send me not into loneliness but betwvwixt your mounds. - the orphaner dualscar
this is so asinine. keep your stories. come back wvwhen you aren't steamed like a clam.
haha. i'vwe stumped ye. didn't knowvw that i wvwas capable of taking on such grand romantic ambitions, did ya? do not be afraid. let's chat.
I will, ah, discuss it when my llove returns to my respite bllock. You do know I dedicated my entire llifetime killing members of your cast and the empire, correct?
wvwell wvwouldn't you knowvw it. wvwe havwe that in common. i'm past that nowvw. returning to my old wvways and stretching you limb from limb is something i leavwe for the young nowvw.
i don't think so. but i'll take the compliment. i think it's quite gruesome. i think wvwe all bear the scars of wvwhat wvwe did to survwivwe. wvwhat wvwe thought wvwas right. i think i need 24 more coronas. excuse me.
