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Darog
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I was five, he was six.
Did you eat a bowl of wheatabix?
I tried so hard to restrain myself.
I was five, he was six.
That's kinda traumatic, yes :/ poor you.He immediately tried to french kiss me and I was like, "AAAAAAAAAAAAH NOOOO"
I honestly can't wait to read this. Please link me when you're done. XDJust for that, I'm writing you into an end of the world scenario, where the one chance for humankind's survival hinges on one thing: You know what it is. I won't say it here so your tummy won't feel upset. (Probably aliens --who else? -- make you do it. They have their reasons, unfathomable as they may seem to us.)
No, but I did have Wheaties for breakfast. I only know because that's the only cereal my father would buy. Does that count?Did you eat a bowl of wheatabix?
I tried so hard to restrain myself.
Yah, on my list! Like I would torture you and not let you know. What fun is dat? I have it written in my head, just no time to type out yet. I had to go malign @Jorick first. Priorities, priorities.I honestly can't wait to read this. Please link me when you're done. XD
It's all good :P I'm a patient Greenie.Yah, on my list! Like I would torture you and not let you know. What fun is dat? I have it written in my head, just no time to type out yet. I had to go malign @Jorick first. Priorities, priorities.