10/10 djibouti wud bang

bery nice

excuse me sir this is wendys

well mate youre always offine

dont call me guy, punk

Mama said, she's my brothers daughter
And I don't even know who's my father
I guess she's my cousin
But she needs some sweet lovin' anyway

screw you

Why did the can crusher quit his job?
Because it was soda pressing.

I asked 100 women which shampoo they preferred.

Almost all of them replied, “How the hell did you get in here?”

You say never mattered
And the morning found
Your reign is over
In the hour of time

One more night spent on your mirror
Black maria, in your eyes
This stuff so strange and lonely

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Don't give me why's and wherefore's reason or surprise
I don't care for words that don't belong

So, what's the matter?

Would you rather be transported permanently 500 years into the future or 500 years into the past? Why?

Its a gift.

Grace of the early birth.

Bad dreams in the night.
Do you believe in permanent death?

Cut it out, I hate ambiguity. I refuse to compromise.
Trial - present the charges
Presumption - the result of the judgement is tentative
Assumption - guilty, at any rate guilty

Making distinction between black and white. Sin and punishment.
There is no such thing as grey.

Who's going to miss a man who never did anything unless it put gold in his pocket? In fact, Captain Black knifed his own brother over a few copper pieces, barely the price of a bowl of porridge. Ha! That's my daddy. Good riddance, I say!

"Can you go years without talking to another human being? What about untold months snatching your meals from the forest floor and sleeping in muddy pits? Sanity is a spider clinging to a fluttering thread of web unaware of the fingers reaching for it, catching it, plopping it in my mouth..."

"Vengeance is a pure emotion, no matter what those self-righteous priests say. If someone wrongs you, and you just turn the other cheek, that hatred sits in the bottom of your stomach like an infection. Soon, it begins to rot and stink, and then gangrene sets in. Now, if you put a knife in the back of the source of your hatred, that's like cleaning the wound."

King Tralossk never really liked Alkin, but gave him his own command in the hopes that he would one day get himself killed. That never happened, and Alkin has led a long and glorious career, much to the displeasure of the King.

Now let me explain. Not to sound cliché, but "in the beginning," there was Religion. The basic principle behind Erathian Religion is that if you properly follow all the rituals, that which you ask for shall be granted. This belief holds true even today. But centuries ago, those who dabbled in the mystical arts changed the basic precepts of Religion. Living high in the southern mountains, they became the first Wizards, using rituals of magic not to ask for reward, but to create it themselves.

The origins of Necromancy can be traced back to the time of the Silence, though not as directly as you might imagine. The art of Necromancy is a spin-off, really, of Alchemy, which in itself is a spin-off of Wizardry, which is a spin-off of, of all things,
Religion.

Archibald is one of the two sons of King Morglin Ironfist. After Morglin's passing, Archibald was quick to seize the throne, accusing Roland of murdering the royal seers. Archibald had himself proclaimed king the next day, and has ruled ever since... with an iron fist, naturally.

Axsis showed a natural aptitude for magic at a young age, which makes things even more strange than normal, as demons rarely show a natural aptitude for anything that requires thought.

Solmyr was trapped in a genie bottle for over a millenium, and was so grateful to the human who finally released him that he swore to serve the man for the rest of his life. As fate would have it, that man is Gavin Magnus, the immortal ruler of the Bracada Highlands.

When Nimbus was a child, he had a small dog that eventually died of old age. Nimbus discovered that by sacrificing a small bird or other creature, he could resurrect his pet, a feat which he repeated each time the dog died. Little did he realize that he was already exploring the beginnings of Necromancy.

"I fear that no one but myself will ever understand that my Master, Gavin Magnus, was not an evil man. I hate to call him misguided, or misunderstood - those words seem so cliché. He was a man who had lived too long, who had seen too much war and pain, who had witnessed the destruction of a world. After so much horror, wouldn't you want to put an end to it, too?"

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Somebody once asked me what my theory of life was, and I said, 'Don't try.' That fits the writing, too. I don't try; I just type.

eh u deletign my commnts?

wow seriously? you missed steam sales and now youre talking?

wow youre such show off

just performing my customary follow-up. please play blood money

I will get that for cheap very soon on steam sales. but you wont get dark souls 2 for cheap for a very long time :P

bhai ka bf3 ka ration check ker 7.0 :D i have a new fav gun M4A3

chal be..