He lied to me claiming to be a Blood Troll.
In bed, she kept screaming âSuffer Well.â After awhile, My nerves just couldnât take it anymore.
âAlone is goodâ he says, soâŠ
He chose to stand up straight, I still hunch. You could say we donât see eye to eye.
He spent so much time trying to find chairs or stools so that we could âsee eye to eyeâ and it became a nuisance rather quickly. Couple that with his tendency to leave on hunts in the middle of the night? I wouldnât mind the late hunts if he didnât howl three seconds out the door while Iâm trying to sleep!
So one night when he âsnuck outâ I left a significant number of tar traps hidden in the house and left. I wonder how long until he finds them all? Should be slow going, heh.
She got a tail. I donât. Not fair
kept looking at my tail and sighing. Started thinking Iâd wake up one day without it.
Wouldnât give me her tail.
Got tired of cleaning up puddles on the floor, and filling in holes dug around the fence. And no, I will not accept bones for alimony.
Forgot to dismiss her pet. Pulled the entire dungeon.
Looks way too much like the Iron Giant.
Pythagorass was more interested in spending time with his succubus than meâŠ
Star Wars fan as opposed to James Bond fan.
Kept going on about see squares equaling ayee squares and bee squares or something. Had a habit of cutting his toast in to triangles a certain way so there was usually a ninety degree angle somewhere. The whole thing was so obtuse to me that it drove me to the bar nearly every nightâŠhic!
Drinks way too much.
Too wishy-washy. Nice, then a jerk in the same thread. Takes 1/2 of his retail managers pension and the DJ equipment.
Just razzin ya.
Showed me âno mercyâ during my bipolar episodes.
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Too much math
That figured. /sigh