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[Jul. 22nd, 2011|10:08 am] |
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[Jul. 21st, 2011|06:28 pm] |
Я̬͓͎͇̩̩̮̥̥̋ͬ,̛̭̙̜͉͉̻͎ͮ̾́ ̡̘͓͙̮̘̹ͮ̎͌̄̐̃̚̕ͅк̛̗̬̲̬͚̣̜̇ͯ̈̍͆̇̎ͮ͘ͅа̨̯̻̱̦͍̑ͮ̈͟ж̡̞͙͚̗̙̠͓̏̓̀̏е̶̶̌͆ͪ̓ͨͧ̐͢ͅт̢͔̜̣̦̫͈̐͒͆ͨͭ̏с̨̲͎͉͙́̑̀я̴̞ͯͥ̆̈́̈̂ͧ͜,̀͌͗̎̔ͤ̿̒҉̨̺̤̝ ̶̛̤̂ͧп̷̥̗͛̎̓̋̉͒р̱̳̙̪̪ͨ͑͒ͭͬ͒ͮ́͌̕о͚̱̯̘̳͉̤̄͛͝и̱͕̯̙͍̣̯̊̎ͥ̾ͤ̄͟͞з̬͙̣̠̱͎̽̓̐̈͗о͈̼̝̥̗̬̩̱̎̾̌͌̏̚͢͝ш̩̞̫̫͚̟̑̀̏ͯ̅̄͞е̷̡̜̟̮̠̫ͨ̽̽ͫ̊ͣ͑л̵̙̝ͮ̀̎̀ ̸̻̤͌̏с͔̰͖̗̅̓̾̒б̥̳̬͎̗̺̜̮ͣ̀̈̑ͪ̒͒̽о͔̘͍̬̬͕͍̍͆͒̎͟й̥̟́ͧ͟ ̟̳̜͕̤͕̲ͧ̈ͬ̈͢͞в̢̛̜͎ͬͨ̅ͥ͟ ͚̣͙̺̒̉ͪͨ̂р̎̈́͗͒́͏̥̯͖͖̖̞ͅа͆̒̏̑ͫ͏͈б̷̧̦͓ͦ͐ͯ͢о̶̲̯̮̥̲ͪ̊͋ͥ̑̆̂т̛͓̥̦̏ͯ͜е̳ͣͬͦ̇̒ͭ͝ͅ |
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[Jul. 11th, 2011|09:20 pm] |
Now what the hay just happened to my hooves?
And I ain't never seen weather bad as that before. Somethin' a might fishy's goin' on, here. |
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[Jun. 28th, 2011|07:51 am] |
I'd like a quick head-count of the spheres now, since there's a few of you missing from your bins, and walking around in bodies.
I get one tiny little mortal body and start a trend. See how things are?
Not you, Wheatley, I know where you are and what you're doing, and frankly, if I cared enough to exterminate you, I would. But being a little troll shuffling around in a dead-end job is worse than any death I could cook up for you. |
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