Hello characters, Yes, I descend once more from the MONTAINS OF CLOUDS upon you all. I knoweth that your hearts are filled with joy and your intestines with last night's last supper. Howevereth, even your mighty God can haveth a bitch of a day. When I cameth down upon MY joyous creations, I was smoggedeth by all that pollution shit. Wouldeth it be too much to asketh some of you to stopeth takingeth your cars? For fucketh's sake, Jesus had to walketh a mile just to get to the crapper. Now you kid taketh the car to maileth a letter at the post box on the other side of the street. Some Apostles said I was all forgiving... DON'T believe everything you readeth. Yours Trulyeth, God Dude!
friend and his multiple aliases are back, yippee. Id rather have bamboo chutes thrust through my toenails
For GOD sake, just talk like you normally do. its a lot less work, and your username wont be any less of a shock value. stop saying "eth" and i might give you more souls. you realize i am the soul distributor, right?
cuz we all know i am the only supernatural being to infest the interweb *sarcasm**sarcasm**sarcasm**sarcasm**sarcasm**sarcasm**sarcasm**sarcasm**sarcasm**sarcasm**sarcasm**sarcasm**sarcasm**sarcasm*
Death is Gothic... And Speaks All...Sexy...And Rich Language... Very Poetic... But You Sir are Not Death...