You’re tiny, fluffy, and while I can’t actually identify your gender from your portrait that’s not going to stop me inviting you to the noodle bar for all the things that entails.
And by inviting, I mean carrying.
You’re tiny, fluffy, and while I can’t actually identify your gender from your portrait that’s not going to stop me inviting you to the noodle bar for all the things that entails.
And by inviting, I mean carrying.
Hope you like fishing, because im throwing you a line;)
Hope -you- like fishing, because I could do with a huge salmon fillet now, and that’s not even innuendo. Get to it.
Yeeeeah, lets see: no
I keep my standards…
…high
Could say the same. I have enough of your kin on the Fel Hammer. Big pass on goats.
Can… can I touch your horns?
You look magnificent. Such poise, such a powerful frame… why you must contain near fourteen or fifteen pints of blood!
Not that it matters. It’s a date!
Stay away from her, or it will be your own blood that runs!
You seem… familiar. Tea?
…Tea is acceptable.
Look, I love bears and all that, but pandas are the lame type of bear, so it’s a pass.
Trifling gnome! Your arrogance shall be your undoing!
No date. Boom.
I SHALL SHATTER YOUR PATHETIC WORLD.
Sorry, but you’re not my type!
My blueberry!
I’ve missed you! Let’s go eat some real cake!
EDIT: Changed out Baby for Blueberry, which is your name.
Yeah sure.
Drop the neutrality tabard and we’re game.
Gonna have to skip the pleasant words and go straight to the point of:
Rip the Demon worshippers throat out!
Not interested in neckbeards.
I don’t think my fiancé would approve of this
But your fiancé doesn’t need to find out
Good for us i am single then. Wink wink