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ok so being the sketch ball i am, i joined a community called "pro scurvy"
i mean who wouldnt love these guys, they are afraid of vitamin c and enjoy getting bruises and having their teeth fall out. plus many of them think they are pirates. all i have to say is CHOICE. this was the best entry from one of my pro scurvy buds.
pro_scurvy
[anarqueso]I knowe therre's no gutterr on the High Seas, but I feel nonetheless that I have hitt Bottomme and crrawled out of the gutterr. Yarr, mates, I had me a fearsomme wilde binge, and it ended onlie afterr sticking a grrapeFruite in a sacke and huffing its Vapourrs, then cutting it in half and burying me face in it. Therre I was, big healthy teethe and hearty pink nose drownin' in foul bitter citrus, when but suddenlie the cursed juice Squirted into me eyes, burnin' like the fires of Hades. Deep in me crrusty hearte, I suddenlie knowes that it's true. C is purre poison frome Hell, scaything acidic temmptation, and our fyte for the Cur is a battle of the Spirit as much as a battle of the Fleshe. And Lo, I am risen fromme the guttarr and borne anew, and me teethe fall from me like grace fromm a lassie.
oh dear, that was hilarious. my new goal of the year is to avoid the evil villain *c* at all costs!
i mean who wouldnt love these guys, they are afraid of vitamin c and enjoy getting bruises and having their teeth fall out. plus many of them think they are pirates. all i have to say is CHOICE. this was the best entry from one of my pro scurvy buds.
pro_scurvy
[anarqueso]I knowe therre's no gutterr on the High Seas, but I feel nonetheless that I have hitt Bottomme and crrawled out of the gutterr. Yarr, mates, I had me a fearsomme wilde binge, and it ended onlie afterr sticking a grrapeFruite in a sacke and huffing its Vapourrs, then cutting it in half and burying me face in it. Therre I was, big healthy teethe and hearty pink nose drownin' in foul bitter citrus, when but suddenlie the cursed juice Squirted into me eyes, burnin' like the fires of Hades. Deep in me crrusty hearte, I suddenlie knowes that it's true. C is purre poison frome Hell, scaything acidic temmptation, and our fyte for the Cur is a battle of the Spirit as much as a battle of the Fleshe. And Lo, I am risen fromme the guttarr and borne anew, and me teethe fall from me like grace fromm a lassie.
oh dear, that was hilarious. my new goal of the year is to avoid the evil villain *c* at all costs!