I see that heart’s at level 69, so that’s nice.
(Also human paladins gotta be loaded so CHA-CHING)
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She’s cute and with that name I (wrongly) assumed she was good at fixing shoes or making baked fruit desserts. Oh well, cute works and she can’t hog the bed.
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Happiest day of my life. I mean, look at that beautiful face and those fashionable glasses.
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I was curious to have a gnome, so I slaughtered one and then had one of the green orc warlocks raise him. He stinks, but can be fun at times.
I always did like a strong woman.
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After coming back from the war of the toasters, i had to make sure that applebear did not get trapped by anyone who promises peanut butter and so on.
So far my supply of chili fries keeps her safe.
When i told this paladin, he decided too pull a fast one and pressured me into marriage of cooperation.
Now hes cheating on me with an orc and a toaster!
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He… he bought me a toaster, and made me chilli fries!
How can I say no to that!
It might even last a day before we get divorced!
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Not only can he drink, but he came with a toaster, and chili fries. It was the best marriage I’ve had all day.
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Chili fries, a toaster, Malochai and a permanent room at the tavern. Plus, she validates the drake parking for both the marriage and divorce certificates. I’ve just have to put a ring on that 'Belle.
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I’m sorry, no way would I marry Penumbrae, she’s been waaaay too promiscuous
I would marry that raede guy because I don’t need to know how to spell his name to tell him to make me a sammich
Shot an arrow through an ale mug and drug it over the bar to me. Will have to train her some though because the ale spilled. Suction cups work better dear then arrows through the mug…hic!
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Pretends to stretch yawn, while putting one arm around his shoulder…proceeds to pet beard, “you realize this means you have to share your ale now, right?”
I’m not suppose to ask, but you wouldn’t happen to also have any peanut butter?
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i uhh…
filed the wrong papers and she never checked when she signed it…
they were for our insurance papers but somehow they got mixed up with marriage papers!
least she never asked… so long as i keep giving her chili fries and leave out peanut butter now an then.
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I was rummaging in the trash outside his house, when all of a sudden an alluring scent found my nose. It was the smell chili fries and peanut butter! I followed the trail of the scent, and stumbled upon his open kitchen window. And then i saw him! He was covered in ketchup stains, grease, and every other messy substance you could imagine! I knew he was the one just by looking at him!
And so anyway, stuff happened, we got married, settled down, adopted two Gnomes, disowned them, and then lived happily ever after!
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I was on a simple snatch and grab one night. Thinking I was the only thief in the area. I approach a door and notice it had been picked. Odd, I proceed into the gallery.
I then caught a glimpse of her. Silent as a shadow. Quiet as a whisper. I had to see who this vision was. My curiosity outweighing my sense of caution.
I turn a corner and suddenly a dagger is at my throat and I look into the dead eyes of a fellow Rogue. A mixture of awe and wonder pass through me.
I smile weakly and whisper "Don’t send me to the graveyard and I’ll split the haul with ya? "
I feel a smile as cold as the wastes of Northrend. She lowered her dagger and nods.
Thus begins the crime wave Azeroth has never witnessed before. We steal anything that isn’t nailed down.
After many jobs we finally agree to marry. She still out steals me but I look back at our meeting and I’m thankful.
She didn’t send me to the graveyard but did give me a nice scar.
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I was skipping between the Bank and the Auction House in Orgrimmar, selling things, buying things, piggy-tails a-swinging. I’m always happy in this dusty, powerful stronghold.
I hear a swishhhh, and my pockets feel lighter, 120,000 gold gone! I cast Flare, and faintly see the handsome face of a rogue, grinning impishly at me. I use my Pet’s intimidate, and my Lion has the Rogue by the throat, stunned out of his stealth.
“I’ll buy you dinner…” he croaks, struggling against the large white beast.
So we married! I let him keep the 120,000 gold, but he promised to help me save for my Brutosaur!
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She was blonde and I dig blondes.
He had this roguish charm about him, that had me completely smitten, before I could finish emptying his pockets.
I married her simply for the followup post in the divorce thread…hic!