04-27-2011, 03:23 PM
04-27-2011, 09:19 PM
/tp johnalt Shadowknight
< teleporting johnalt to Shadowknight >
*I pop up next to shadow*
Look, if my singing was that bad, all you had to do was- omg, hamburgers; and hotdogs; served in the same meal?! Yay!! *initiating gorging procedure*
< teleporting johnalt to Shadowknight >
*I pop up next to shadow*
Look, if my singing was that bad, all you had to do was- omg, hamburgers; and hotdogs; served in the same meal?! Yay!! *initiating gorging procedure*
04-28-2011, 12:00 AM
Happy Birthday, don't be evil, just be corporate!
http://youtu.be/yBrbgh3CO-I
PS: Hey it was that or bubblegum, and Guilmon ate all of it!
http://youtu.be/yBrbgh3CO-I
PS: Hey it was that or bubblegum, and Guilmon ate all of it!
04-28-2011, 03:26 AM
Johnalt, stop eating the food I'm sending to my stomach, you solitaire. O:
04-28-2011, 06:38 AM
*waves from beside shadow* hello? Ima over here? *returns to gorging his own share*
04-28-2011, 06:50 AM
*swallows a burger whole* Yeah I see ya, thanks for the gifts, now give me that burger! *Grabs the plate of burgers and tips it into his mouth, devouring them all*
04-28-2011, 06:59 AM
*eyes burn with hatred* my manwhich...!
04-28-2011, 09:59 AM
*Snaps his fingers and johnalt is suddenly teleported into a giant tank full of manwich meat* There ya go, hey, where'd my jack and pyro plushies go?
Katt: MINE! *Growls loudly*
Fine, you can keep them. I've learned to never come between a 14 ft tiger/dragon and something she likes.
Katt: MINE! *Growls loudly*
Fine, you can keep them. I've learned to never come between a 14 ft tiger/dragon and something she likes.
04-28-2011, 10:11 AM
Yay! Food!
04-29-2011, 04:04 AM
Apple: *sprawled on the ground, eyes spirally* Spanky?
Prowl: No spanking for you! Speaking of which, here's a present befitting a MAN! *tugs on a giant rope and the stern of a gigantic battleship crashed through the mansion's wall, loaded with hot, scantily clad sailor girls, grilling barbecue on deck and riding the massive cannons like rodeo bulls while other sailor girls are sopping wet with soapy water as they clean fighter jets and tanks, car wash style.*
Frisk: Hey, no fair! All I could get Shadow was your girl- er- ex girlfriend! How can you afford that on your salary!?
Prowl: *Tongue hanging out as he panted hotly at the sight of heavily armed women coming of the battleship's armory, giving Shadow a birthday salute by firing their rifles into the air for each year Shadow has managed not to die* Connections, my diminutive friend, connections.
Prowl: No spanking for you! Speaking of which, here's a present befitting a MAN! *tugs on a giant rope and the stern of a gigantic battleship crashed through the mansion's wall, loaded with hot, scantily clad sailor girls, grilling barbecue on deck and riding the massive cannons like rodeo bulls while other sailor girls are sopping wet with soapy water as they clean fighter jets and tanks, car wash style.*
Frisk: Hey, no fair! All I could get Shadow was your girl- er- ex girlfriend! How can you afford that on your salary!?
Prowl: *Tongue hanging out as he panted hotly at the sight of heavily armed women coming of the battleship's armory, giving Shadow a birthday salute by firing their rifles into the air for each year Shadow has managed not to die* Connections, my diminutive friend, connections.