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Goodbye Miura. One of my favorite fantasy authors of all time has gone too soon.
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6 yrs ago
Don't forget, they made another new hero named Screentime. A meme loving superhero who got his powers from exposure to internet gas. He has the ability to basically be a smart phone.
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6 yrs ago
Sometimes I open up a new tab on my browser and I forget what I intended to do with it... What am I doing here again?
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7 yrs ago
When did I do that?
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7 yrs ago
Whenever you're feeling down, just remember that this man is cheering you on: youtu.be/KxGRhd_iWuE
hey what should a handsome young guy with nothing to do do for his birthday
asking for a friend
You should do what I did for my two birthdays before this year's: Invite all of your friends and family about a month or so in advance and plan the entire day with several cool events. Then, after putting a lot of time, effort, and money into what you're doing, slowly watch as all of the people you invited cancel on you or don't respond so that when the day finally comes up you're stuck at home by yourself with a small cake you bought for yourself at Safeway with a single candle that you blow out after singing "Happy Birthday" to yourself in the dark. Afterwards, listen to Eric Carmen's All by Myself as you attempt to cheer yourself up by playing games on your computer and see some of the people you invited playing other games that they could at least have invited you to.
Well the only reason I don't do it is because I've never been a big fan of crowds, especially when I'm doing something that easily brings attention to myself in said crowd. It isn't because I don't want to try it or because I think it's too weird or nerdy for me, I just don't really enjoy being in the spotlight.
"Dude, I just killed half their team and rezed like half of ours as Mercy. I totally have this Play of th- Are you fucking kidding me? Bastion?! Fucking Point-and-Click Adventure Bastion!"
He was just a rookie hunter and he surely shook with fright, He checked all his equipment and made sure his pack was tight; He had to sit and listen to those awful Ursa roar, "You ain't gonna hunt no more!"
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, He ain't gonna hunt no more!
"Are you fucking crazy?" cried Grane looking up, Our Hero feebly answered "Yes," before standing up; He jumped into the Grimm horde, those blades of his unhooked, He ain't gonna hunt no more.
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, He ain't gonna hunt no more!
He counted long, he counted loud, he waited for the shock, He saw the claws, he heard the snarls, he felt the awful drop, The Grimm hiding in the trees spilled out, and gathered on the ground, He ain't gonna hunt no more.
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, He ain't gonna hunt no more!
The talons tore though his neck, beaks pecked his dome, Tentacles were tied in knots around his skinny bones; The Harpy wings became his shroud; he hurtled to the ground. He ain't gonna hunt no more.
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, He ain't gonna hunt no more!
The days he'd lived and loved and laughed kept running through his mind, He thought about the girl back home, the one he'd left behind; He thought about his teammates, and wondered what they'd find, He ain't gonna hunt no more.
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, He ain't gonna hunt no more!
The Beowolves were on the spot, the Boars were running wild, The Creeps jumped and screamed with glee, they licked their teeth and smiled, For it had been a week or more since last they'd been fed, He ain't gonna hunt no more.
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, He ain't gonna hunt no more!
He hit the ground, the sound was "SPLAT", his blood went spurting high; His comrades, they were heard to say "A hell of a way to die!" He lay there, rolling 'round in the welter of his gore, He ain't gonna hunt no more.
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, He ain't gonna hunt no more!
There was blood upon the rocks, there were brains upon the walls, The monsters would consume his corpse until the night would fall, He was a mess, they picked him up, and poured him from his shoes, He ain't gonna hunt no more.
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die, He ain't gonna hunt no more!
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