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[Apr. 24th, 2011|11:59 am] |
So many of the Dead roaming London. If you see any, please let me know where and I will come to assist. |
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[Apr. 24th, 2011|12:03 pm] |
I don't like this. There are too many monsters and not nearly enough elves. |
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[Apr. 24th, 2011|08:39 pm] |
Right.
For those of you wondering, I'm not a boss.
Stop trying to shoot me. I'm on your side. |
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[Apr. 24th, 2011|08:43 pm] |
Y'know...times like this, when I wanna thank my dad for screwing up my childhood, the bastard's not here for me to say it to his face.
Zombies. Why'd it have to be zombies? |
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[Apr. 24th, 2011|09:55 pm] |
Well that was really fucking unpleasant.
If anyone feels like taking out a level EIGHT FUCKING GRILLION voodoo priest, he's taken over the French Quarter here in NOLA.
Bastard blew off part of my left arm and part of my leg. YOU KNOW HOW LONG IT TAKES FOR ME TO REGROW SHIT? THAT'S MY WALKIN' LEG, BASTARD. |
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