She had no apples, it was all a lie.
Divorced because I dominated you too much on the streets and under the sheets and now your too loose.
It would be a demon Hunter I divorced too hahaha.
She said âyourâ instead of âyouâreâ.
I tried to remove his helm and he yelped in pain. âWha?â I sputtered and he mumbled something about his mother and a worgen and ran out of the house so fast it left Elaeâs revolving door spinning like a dreidel. While I wonât miss the scary face I will miss the other um⌠inheritances he possessed. /sigh
She was more into her rose tinted glasses than she was with hanging out with me.
Foot rubs were even offered but nope. Just kept on keepin on.
Twas a sad day
I didnât even know what gender it was in that armor.
I thought she looked familiar. I leafed through my old marriage certificates and realized that sheâd left me for that trollop Penumbrae last time. I was just a pit stop on her matrimonial journey.
This one would bounce all over the house. I couldnât get a moments rest from her constant bouncing on everything. By my beard she had a mailbox collection. Filled the garage, the shed, and the back porch. The postman was so confused he gave up!..hic!
The beard, I saw a chipmunk run out it last night and all beer drinking/dancing.
I loved Viktoria more than I can possibly say. She was a real artistic elf. Sensitive. A painter. But she was always trying to find herself⌠sheâd go out every night looking for herself and on the way, she found Kaelthas. Anduin. Genn. And Tyrande.
I guess you could say we broke up because of artistic differences. She saw herself as aliveâŚ
And I. Saw. Her. Dead.
I saw what you looked like without that helm onâŚ
I missed him. But after I caught him with some masked Elf. I reloaded and fired again.
I could not pronounce her name without splitting my lip on a tusk so I just called her FiFi my little void poodle and well, she reloadedâŚ
After several applications of greater heal I decided to let her and the toaster settle things while I joined the crowd at the tavern. Ow. /sigh
kept saying âi think we need to aâvoidâ each other and see other people.â to which i responded by ironically rendering our marriage contract ânull and voidâ
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We may be broken up, but can we still be cousins?
I kept accidentally stepping on her while she was stealthed.
Sheâd say dinner was readyâŚonly for me to find grass served.
He would never tidy up his soul shards, kept finding them all over the place, and the fel hunter pooping on the carpet. I was done.
You should have seen what my pets did to to the carpetâŚwell, whatâs left of it.