My friend's son decided he needed to open up a half gallon container of vanilla icing and decided to SMEAR it all over himself, the counter, the floor, and he threw it willy-nilly all over the ceiling!!!
SOMEHOW I got blamed for this because he 'got the idea' of eating icing strait out of the bucket from me. How femininely typical for her to blame that on me...
A wizard is Never late Frodo Baggins. Nor is he Early. A wizard arrives precisely when he means to...
You witnessed Icingdeath, and did not slay him?? What type of adventurer are you anyways?
"Lies engulf the drow in fear and mistrust, refute friendship at the tip of a Lolth blessed sword. The hatred and ambition fostered by these amoral tenets are the doom of my people, a weakness they perceive as strength. The result is a paralyzing existence that the drow call the edge of readiness." -Drizzt Do'Urden