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 Posted: Fri Feb 01, 2008 9:20 am
he refused to sleep without his scythe
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Posted: Fri Feb 01, 2008 10:45 am
The bird poops in the bed - and then there's that falcon! xd
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2008 8:35 am
The things he wanted to do with that red Panda. gonk
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2008 8:22 pm
I can never really look directly at her without burning my eyes.
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2008 3:08 am
Lock_Shock_Barrel The things he wanted to do with that red Panda. gonk Hey! Zembledack came up with the ideas, I had nothing to do with it. xd OOG felt parts of me had to be modified. But instead of a plastic surgeon, she thought a trip to home depot to get a staplegun and a rotary sander for do-it-yourself was a better plan.
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2008 8:22 am
He had staples all over him and looked like part of his nose had been sanded off. gonk
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2008 10:51 pm
She got angry when my arm fell off and it was not my fault.
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Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2008 4:17 pm
He thought I needed exercise so he tied my hands to a five foot rope, tied the rope to the car, and then proceeded to drive 55 mph for 3 hours.
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Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2008 9:27 pm
She traumatizes young men in our basement and I am left cleaning up the spilled fluids and gore. And not once, NOT ONCE, did she ever thank me for supporting her hobbies so selflessly! crying
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Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2008 9:31 pm
He left our island four months ago... and hasn't been back yet. I had to swim to the closest shore line and stow away on a ship to the mainland to find him.
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Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2008 9:41 pm
She ate all of our ramen, which was our only rations, ON THE FIRST DAY!
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2008 11:55 am
He threw me a birthday party and got the wrong cake.
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2008 2:22 pm
She punched me in the face because it was the wrong cake...
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2008 7:42 pm
He cares about Zembledack more then planning for our anniversary!
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2008 7:51 pm
She fed Zembledack a chocolate pie! His poor renal glands almost failed!
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