Day #4 as a male human

Looks like we’re going fishing again, little timbit head.

/gets club ready.

I want this on a t-shirt for my taurens. We can put Fleb’s picture on the back so its legit.

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Best way to fish!

Make it happen!

<----- another forum for you to cry “horde bias” in that way.

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Dear Friends,

My darling undead husband forgot his meds again. Last time this happened he convinced himself that he was an elf and emperor of the underworld.

We found him in the outhouse pit with pointy leaves stapled to his ears.

I have no doubt that he clubbed a human to take his skin, and he is terrorizing the citizens of Stormwind. If you find him wandering around please send him home – but do watch out and don’t turn your back or you’re liable to get clubbed on the head.

Hopefully we can find him before the guards do. They might just lock up a crazy human, but once that skin rots off, old gods only know what they will do to my undead darling.

Eternally grateful,
Mrs. Fleb

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MOM!!!

I checked the outhouse and he’s not there!

But the seat is missing again. Do you think he took it?

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But Da, you said that I could eat the next gnome you caught!!

wwwwwwwwwaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

/pout

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who knew the undead could be so motile

I’m sorry all the bold words keep making me think there’s a secret message in all of this.

Well, obviously there is if you know where to look dearie:

IIOEMYELWFV

I OLEV MY IEWF

I LOVE MY WIFE

He does it every.single.time. and honestly, it just sets my heart all aflutter!!! :heart: :smiling_face_with_three_hearts: :heart_eyes:

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No excuses. Even free basic humans need to get a job. Clean up that city of yours too.

Tilts head while sitting on Fleb. thinks eat that blue thing, :thinking:

Gets comfortable on Fleb. ponders eat that blue thing. :thinking:

:bulb: calls Lucifuge and invites him over for dinner…
looks up sees bloated old blue lady OH! You meant that blue thing Dear

Hi cousin! Are you coming for a visit soon? We’re having gnome … oops, I mean rabbit, for dinner

OOOOOH! This is way better than the magazines under my bed

least we have a city…

A smelly city.

not our fault you guys brought yer stank with ya.

Lol

I’m not a unstable individual my dearest wife.

The seat is useful for my projects son.

Flebles, my daugther, i’m sorry. I will bring you to the timbit shop.

Undead are the best.

What secret message would i want to spread to my readers, hmm.

You know me too well love.

Go back to your tree you dam tree hippies, that right you got no tree.

Mmmm yes my lovely izzy, lets get this party going and see where we end up.

Son, you too young for magazines, i will have to punish you.

Get her papa.

Of course you aren’t dear.
Carefully puts meds in gnome-nuggets.
I’m sending you a snack hun

:kissing_heart:

I see how it is husband.
Now be a good boy and eat all your gnome-nuggets

Another gnome catcher papa?