

The AdventuresOf Batspork Late one night, 30 years ago in the bustling city of Emoswine, a young spork and his parents walked home on a dark secluded street. Then an elderly and poor knife steped out of the shadows, pointed a gun at the spork's mother, a middle-aged fork.The AdventuresOf Batspork by ~Batspork-GeofWallsII
He then said, "Hand over that sugar crystal necklace, and no one gets hurt."
At that point the sporks father, a middle-aged spoon, steped in front of his wife and calmly stated, "You really don't want to do this. I own a multimillion dollar business. I'm sure I can find you a j-"
The spoon was interrupted by a deafening blast, and before anyone could think, he was lying on the gro
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not from concentrate.
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Over-caffeinated art geek
Thanks a lot for lthe
It's much appreciated!
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Photography is the act of taking a piece of the world and keeping it for yourself.
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The Bruises fade from my pale skin,
But my broken spirit is damaged forever within,
My shattered soul cries silent tears,
As once again with dark intent you draw near.
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A Reploid [link] in Gotham City [link] ??? Thats strange
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So here's the deal: YOU give ME the pasta, and I'LL give YOU this whatever-it's-called-bomb thing. NAO.