Fool! I wear laceless shoes!
Death Grips Grumbles back into the sack…and throws a Vulpera in for good measure
Fool! I wear laceless shoes!
Death Grips Grumbles back into the sack…and throws a Vulpera in for good measure
You missed the fact, I was using superglue so you’re still stuck. I’m out of the sack (giggle).
Have fun with the little furry thing and … well… the little present I left in the sack. I’m off to bed at Sunsong Ranch safe in my own little phase lol.
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Wraith Walk
Grumbles, you need to take one for the team. This Faction War isn’t going to win itself and there are plenty of Hordies that need a fatal bludgeoning.
Get in the sack.
My cat is more Garfield (not as fat though) than Moonsaber.
The embodiment of the blood moon
The grill i liked being a Thot Model
Not mad, just a tad annoyed.
My youngest is bored and is bugging my oldest who’s a moody teenager. So, we’ll see what happens with that.
Reason #47 that my daughter is an only. ![]()
OMG cranberry bread! Way to make me drool lol
do you just leave your sandwiches out on the counter or something…?
People won’t eat murlocs.
Bring me some eggs and I will share, lol.
That fence in boralus
I’m chaperoning my kids 7th grade class on an all day field trip tomarrow and I’m out of wine and can’t find my flask. I’m sad
Isn’t there classic cooking recipes with murlocs parts?
Not mad right now, just tired. Was mad earlier, when people wouldn’t hush, during some training classes. Don’t be putting my patients at risk by not letting people learn, just because you want to sit and talk to sound cool. We are state employees at a hospital, durnit. Act like it.
Myself, for procrastinating, and knowing I’m going to continue procrastinating because I don’t have the will power to just do the things that aren’t important enough to be immediately noticed on my own.
That I still have 4 hours of work left…
That and my son gets 2 weeks off school when he finishes in an hour, but, that’s more jelly than mad.
Oof. That sucks.
I guess I will add that I am future-mad about the fact that I have to get up early Saturday because child creature has to leave for a theatre competition.
My dad: I’m not stupid!
Also my dad: Why is my inbox empty? I deleted the emails, where did they go? Why are they in the “Deleted” folder?
I’m mad that I have to deal with stuff like that. That just happened about 30 min ago.