Oh freddled gruntbuggly,
Thy micturations are to me,
As plurdled gabbleblotchits,
On a lurgid bee,
That mordiously hath blurted out,
Its earted jurtles,
Into a rancid festering confectious organ squealer. [drowned out by moaning and screaming]
Now the jurpling slayjid agrocrustles,
Are slurping hagrilly up the axlegrurts,
And living glupules frart and slipulate,
Like jowling meated liverslime,
Groop, I implore thee, my foonting turling dromes,
And hooptiously drangle me,
With crinkly bindlewurdles,
Or else I shall rend thee in the gobberwarts with my blurglecruncheon,
See if I don't.
Paula Nancy Millstone Jennings
I will totally do that if somebody does it for me, due to my complete lack of photoshop skills.
My hovercraft is full of Eels.
Aaand he's back! Hi Kome. Haven't seen you in a while... I think.. Have I?... Well not literally seen you, but... You know... Oh bother.
My hovercraft is full of Eels.
Issues IRL, big and small. Sometimes bigger...
I post little but read a lot.
How are Elite and RL treating you?
I do not want to buy this record, it is scratched!
DON'T GET ME STARTED KOME! A QUESTION LIKE THAT DEMANDS CAPITALS AND EXCLAMATION MARKS! NOT A GOOD SIGN!
#OMGWHATACTUALLYJUSTHAPPENED#WEWEREFRIENDS#YOUWERETHECHOSENONE!1ONEELEVEN!!!11
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This is what happens when I have photoshop open, and clients not getting back to me.
I started with this:
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and spent 4 hours turning her into an Alien/Robot/Zombie thingy...
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It was actually physically painful to read the whole thing. Auw.
Thanks! Now I can join the Odd Red Hat Club.
My hovercraft is full of Eels.