The pipe-weed is talking to me.
...
*peers out into the gloom (edit) glitter*
Not a bloody clue what's going on these days, but I have an excuse for being gone so long. Not that I'm really back or anything.
I was being held hostage by the pink banana people of Shuggleville, Kentucky. They had really big spoons, you see, so I wasn't about to refuse their demands for dancing pudding.
Then they got bored of my dancing and tried to eat me, so I rode on a possum to get back here. A very pleasant experience, I must say -- until the possum tried to eat me, too. Stupid possum.
Or maybe I was just in a coma. I'm not sure.
o_o Where's Salmar?
*peers out into the gloom (edit) glitter*
Not a bloody clue what's going on these days, but I have an excuse for being gone so long. Not that I'm really back or anything.
I was being held hostage by the pink banana people of Shuggleville, Kentucky. They had really big spoons, you see, so I wasn't about to refuse their demands for dancing pudding.
Then they got bored of my dancing and tried to eat me, so I rode on a possum to get back here. A very pleasant experience, I must say -- until the possum tried to eat me, too. Stupid possum.
Or maybe I was just in a coma. I'm not sure.
o_o Where's Salmar?