09-30-2018, 11:44 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 500px; text-align: justify;font-size: 9.4pt; line-height: 1.4;"]They fucked up the water. Were these people just not aware of the poor bastards like Butch, walking around with a collar chafing their necks? He didn't even know how to get cacti fruit without stabbing himself thirty-six times, so whoever did this really screwed the pooch. As far as Butch was concerned, they could get bent- them, and everyone else who wasn't Val. Wasn't like that mattered a penny, and he knew he should leave before somebody told him to do something, but he gravitated over to the river, staring into it. Maybe if he stored some, slipped Tsuyu a bit- but no, he had nothing beyond his name and a stupid collar. Could he bathe in it still? Or was it just a thing that had to be ingested? Another question for Val, whenever he saw him again. Can I take a dip in some raunchy water or will I die? That went right under, what is sand?
Shuffling his paws, the collie watched as some guy picked up the puking lady. He wished he'd walk faster, instead of looking like he was waiting for What's-His-Face. Could he make a break for it in all this commotion? Wasn't like Tsuyu was around to use her goopy tongue.
Shuffling his paws, the collie watched as some guy picked up the puking lady. He wished he'd walk faster, instead of looking like he was waiting for What's-His-Face. Could he make a break for it in all this commotion? Wasn't like Tsuyu was around to use her goopy tongue.
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STUPID CUPID STOP PICKING ON ME
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