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5 yrs ago
Current "I'm an actor. I will say anything for money." -- Also Charlton Heston
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6 yrs ago
Starting up a preimum service of content from actors like Radcliffe, Day-Lewis, Bruhl, and Craig. Calling it OnlyDans.
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6 yrs ago
Please, guys. The status bar is for more important things... like cringe status updates.
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6 yrs ago
Gotta love people suddenly becoming apolitical when someone is doing something they approve of.
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6 yrs ago
Deleting statuses? That's a triple cringe from me, dog.
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I say battle to the death in the arena.
Yeah I've been having to rationing my time as in addition to work, school, other RPs, I've got a second job that requires me to write. I usually sit down for a half hour a day and try to write something PoW related.
I keep up with my homework, Mr. Vilage.
Cool it on the egg pungs. They don't go over easy.
I consider myself one of those three.
We went with the flow. Good god, did we go with the flow.
Howard grumbled and pulled something from his pocket. A wet, mushy piece of meat and gravy slapped into Star Guy's hands. The tall guy looked at it alarmingly before looking down at Howard in disgust.

"I have to sometimes mush my food up if it's too rich," Howard said, opening his mouth to show his teeth, or lack thereof. "I got no teeth, champ. It's hard out here for a duck."
"Get your own, Star Guy," Howard hissed. "Mr. Savior of the Universe, you don't know how to order out?"

The door holding back the chef buck and rocked. Howard held on to the frame for dear life.
Howard followed the bathroom attendant outside the restroom while Star Guy gave Captain America the pitch. It was Howard's plan to calm the poor guy down. Of course he was frightened out of his wits, who wouldn't be at the sight of that big oaf? He was certain he wasn't frightened by Howard, who would be afraid of a talking duck? The scared man scampered through the kitchen area of the restaurant.

"Sir! Sir!"

Howard waddled through the kitchen, plucking food off waiting plates as he went. He didn't have time for a sit-down meal. The universe was at stake so he'd have to settle for a doggie bag.

"Who ordered the duck a l'orange?" the chef asked, holding his huge kitchen knife above Howard's head.

"WAUGH!" Howard shouted, stuffing bread and other food into his pocket as he rushed out the kitchen with the chef behind him. He crashed into the bathroom just as Star Guy was wrapping up his pitch. He leaned hard against the door to prevent the chef from getting in.

"Whatever you decide, decide fast," he said to Captain America, a dinner roll in his mouth. "I can't very well save the universe if I'm on the menu tonight."
I'm about to do some goofy stuff with Howard, so I'm all for it.
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