I hereby propse that November 27 of every year be officially declared the Dia de lo Santo Sapito and that on that day everyone (who wishes to celebrate) must change their avatars to some frog-based "adios sapito" type meme.
-- Edited by Cary Storm on Tuesday 26th of November 2013 01:53:20 PM
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"There's no cure for being a cunt." Bronn "King Stannis is my god." Davos "Who the fuck is Jon Snow?" Locke
-- Edited by andrea on Monday 28th of October 2013 05:49:11 PM
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"I´d not prolongued the chewing up, Doc. Nor the being spat out. Not go out a cunt. It´s the dispatch I find inglorious. The whole delusory fucking self importance.". Al Swedgin ;).
I'm gonna leave my sapito 2012 here then. He's very very pleased with all the lovely company. He might even get over his homoerotic fantasies with kermit.
Feliz San Sapito everyone!
-- Edited by Tir Airgid on Tuesday 27th of November 2012 07:16:28 PM
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“Fear is a strange soil. It grows obedience like corn, which grow in straight lines to make weeding easier. But sometimes it grows the potatoes of defiance, which flourish underground.”
“Fear is a strange soil. It grows obedience like corn, which grow in straight lines to make weeding easier. But sometimes it grows the potatoes of defiance, which flourish underground.”
“Fear is a strange soil. It grows obedience like corn, which grow in straight lines to make weeding easier. But sometimes it grows the potatoes of defiance, which flourish underground.”
Guide us in our hour of lack of teasers and trailers with your gassy light.
Don't let us fall into the swamps of spoilers.
Amen.
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“Fear is a strange soil. It grows obedience like corn, which grow in straight lines to make weeding easier. But sometimes it grows the potatoes of defiance, which flourish underground.”
Rhaegar, despite wounding Robert, was struck down with a massive blow from Robert's warhammer, which scattered the rubies encrusted in Rhaegar's armor under the water. Rhaegar died with Lyanna Stark's name on his lips.
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"I´d not prolongued the chewing up, Doc. Nor the being spat out. Not go out a cunt. It´s the dispatch I find inglorious. The whole delusory fucking self importance.". Al Swedgin ;).
-- Edited by Tir Airgid on Tuesday 26th of November 2013 03:52:19 PM
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“Fear is a strange soil. It grows obedience like corn, which grow in straight lines to make weeding easier. But sometimes it grows the potatoes of defiance, which flourish underground.”
"I´d not prolongued the chewing up, Doc. Nor the being spat out. Not go out a cunt. It´s the dispatch I find inglorious. The whole delusory fucking self importance.". Al Swedgin ;).