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Tiff: i..um think a bolt of lightning just struck somewhere. but i must be seeing things. hwo cold lightning be INDOORS?
Gol: Somebody with bad luck?
Tiff: someone who prayed to god for renamon in a nun getup with a cross dildo?

Ereth: O_o;
Gol: *blinks* oooookay....... *gets up from seat* you need to relax, sit here. *points at recliner*
Ereth: dont mind her.

Tiff: -_-; *stabs ereth*

Ereth: GAAaaaaaaaaa

Me: she always does that.
Gol: uhm....you sure? *sweatdrops*
Me: yes i am sure. this has to be the like, 13096327096th time Ereth has gotten stabbed by her. i shouldnt have giver her that spear....

Tiff: YOU wanna be stabbed to slug man?

Me: you cant stab me, if you did then you wouldnt be created. thus making you disappear.

Tiff: huh? stop talking so quiet!

Me: oh god she is drunk.
Gol: Is she like a good drunk or a bad drunk?
Me: *backs away from her* you can never tell with mermaids....O_o; no more beer for you! *poofs the beer away somehow*
Gol: Okay, i think that problem is solved then. *sits back in recliner and lays back in it*