"You're new, aren't you? Obviously you are, just asking a question I already know the answer to. A way to break the ice, can't just jump in the middle of a conversation without an introduction, that would make no sense whatsoever and then we're left with you even more confused then before. Not that this tirade is helping, I realized quite early in the conversation... um, rather monologue... that I was going to approach you incorrectly, but couldn't stop myself. My name is Gif."
The overwhelming disorientation did, in fact, only become worse. As he lay sprawled on the ground, eyes wide open and mouth agape, Marv had a million things to proces
"You're new, aren't you? Obviously you are, just asking a question I already know the answer to. A way to break the ice, can't just jump in the middle of a conversation without an introduction, that would make no sense whatsoever and then we're left with you even more confused then before. Not that this tirade is helping, I realized quite early in the conversation... um, rather monologue... that I was going to approach you incorrectly, but couldn't stop myself. My name is Gif."
The overwhelming disorientation did, in fact, only become worse. As he lay sprawled on the ground, eyes wide open and mouth agape, Marv had a million things to proces
Current Residence: Romania, Patirlagele Favorite genre of music: Heavy Metal Favorite style of art: macabre drawings (and comics, recently) Skin of choice: umm.. Favorite cartoon character: Donald Duck Personal Quote: If at first you don't succeed, give up
Favourite Movies
The Nightmare Before Christmas
Favourite TV Shows
Metalocalypse, Superjail... oh there are so many more!
Just wrote this because I wanted to get rid of my 21st birthday journal entry that was hogging space on front page. I've been 22 for three months now, anyway.
You know what's scarier than a man-sized dog growling and bearing its teeth at you? Five man-sized dogs growling and bearing their teeth at you.
It was a hot day. I just wanted to enter the park (which is something I so rarely do anyway), but as soon as I crossed that invisible line it was ON!
You remember those movies where you just KNOW that guy is gonna end up real bad in the next two minutes? Eerie music, shadows running on the walls, the close-up of a sweat drop making its way down Mr. Redshirt's forehead, all dead give-aways. And he knows it too, I mean they all know it. Where the hell was all that for me?
In just a few seconds, afte