You divorce the player above you (Part 1)

Used my Wrathion cloak as a napkin after eating my cooking…

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His idea of cooking was a can of SpaghettiO’s that he forgot to warm up.

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You didn’t like the brisket chili cheese fries, it was all we had left!

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This is a common mistake you Azeroth natives make. giggles

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Sixenn kept trying to purge me by the Light every night in bed, so I would stop snoring. She knows that the Light keeps me up all night I have to work the next day. How can I be an adventure of Azeroth if I can’t get any sleep?

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He used to like it when the light kept him up all night…

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She moved all the table lamps to be just out of my reach and kept saying “What’s wrong? Not tall enough to reach the light?” at first it was cute… now it’s just annoying.

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Nutts would always get upset that she could not reach the covers. They kept sliding off of her, because she would not stop farting in the bed.

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He would continually fart under the cover’s, then blame it on Stinky, who slept on the end of the bed. He kept my hooves warm. But after the recent intel that he was a double agent I sent him to Goblin obedience school. For repro… Training, that’s the word I want.

Guess what, Stinky’s away, but the farting continued. Imagine that.

So, I brought home chili fries for the Sling shot boys, then had them hold Rygus down, and fart on him, under Gornur’s direction. This is his kind of OP, after all.

After that, he was too smelly to remain married to, so we launched him in Qamaits’s direction. That new Booze bunker’s not as well hidden as she imagines…

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She kicked me out of the Booze Bunker. Left my favorite drinking flask down there. Would you will be able to retrieve it for me please?

Yellow Exclamation Mark appears over Medrothrill

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You leave it it becomes booze bunker property. Them’s the rules.

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whenever she came home from her girl’s nights she always smelled like other dogs

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Fleas

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Hey, despite me being dead, I happen to take really good care of my coat, thank you very much!

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Da listing in da voodoo monthly say ‘e was a fur rug. I not expe’ting it ta be disassembly required. Next time I be ordering from tikibay. Anyone be wanting a slightly hexed wolf? ‘E be yours if’n you get ‘em outa my hut.

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She had ordered Elf Ears off of Tikibay, and got me instead…

Me? I thought it was a dating sight.

At least she took ghoul ears as a side offering and let me go without throwing me into her voodoo pot.

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Everything was fine till we came back from the honeymoon trip. That’s when saw the baggage train waiting outside the compound. I never agreed to the voodoo pot though! It’s not in the pre-nup!

The sling shot boys dumped her in the pot, and launched the whole thing at Qamaits. She put up Hallow’s End decorations and the booze bunker is easy to spot now. Good luck getting in with a giant pot stuck in the doorway! though sadly it fit’s the holiday theme… Can’t win em all.

I rummaged through her hair care products, or should I say, mine, now, while I waited for Pen to come and de-hex the entire neighborhood.

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Saw that Sevenenn needed some help so after some quick vows I cast a mass dispell over the neighborhood. She asked me to dispell a couple of really stubbornly hexed areas. Noticed the source was a crudely chiseled tablet titled Sixenn’s (Six scratched out) Seven Deadly Sins. Number Seven was messing with her name. I looked around and realized I’d fallen for one of the oldest tricks in the er… tablet. A day later I was still riding my levitate spell back to the ground. The ogres are really improving their distance with the divorce slingshot. hoping for a breeze to carry me closer to the tavern /sigh

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Penumbrae would never spend anytime with me. I decided not to stay married to someone who kept using their levitate spell to go to the tavern, because a breeze carried them there. She cared more about drinking then she did me!

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Where do I even begin?

He kept talking about some game called world of war or something like that, I’d make dinner, and he would be so addicted to that game, he wouldn’t eat til’ midnight when dinner was cold, acted like I was a maid, constantly asking for me to bring him things as he sat and played, eventually I left, he probably doesn’t even know im gone.

Humans and their weird addictions. sheesh.

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