I count no less than three words in this post that would utterly confuse a non-native English speaker.
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Ugh thanks for posting the full adress, now i know where to avoid! 
Just out of interest though do many of those cat girls tend to hang out there? Asking for a friend.
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this needs to stop, sindri. you are a public menace
You will never spaghett me alive.
Why the shade?
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Just some light joke shade!
(For real though, I love your FF14 images of weebdragon, her home and all her friends/other characters you got!)
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Apparently the bun-girl on the board got banned.
Hopefully so did the rest
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Also, for anyone on Light; I am back on FF so can invite to the linkpearl (or anybody with alts if they havenât been added)
damn that stranger things finale. i kind of figured stranger things wasnât going to still be relevant and the long gap would kill it, but this season delievered.
not sure how they got away with having two feature length episodes in a row though. at what point does it stop being a series
Did you know that something like this happened in Westfall too? In the Moonbrook cemetery youâd find vultures there at day. But at night youâd find ghouls.
The wandering rare Leprithus would only rise from one of the graves in Westfall at night.
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Was confirmed to not be her but someone using older screencaps for karma farm.
Wish it was the bill board folks tbo
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Iâm reminded of moon guard off-brand sweden with their badly google-translated names for things and thus am peeved.
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Itâs good to see the snakes in the conservative party finally turn in on each other. Might not be able to vote their party out but itâs satisfying to see them cat fighting publically.
Many years had passed since my last school lunch. The memories of stale bread, barely seasoned meat and the revulsion at the first whiff of the friday fish special lingered in my mind. Sometimes, Iâd lay awake thinking of the texture of meatballs that werenât quite meat, other times Iâd jolt awake from vivid dreams still tasting what would not have passed for goulash in a hungarian prison.
One such night I stood wide awake in my bedroom at half past nothing. Seeking some small measure of solace in the world of fanciful tales, I reached out to the bookshelf with a trembling hand and turned to the latest bookmarked page. Just barely had my mind settled when I first saw the stains:
Dark, sinister discolourations marred the once pristine paper and grew by the second, accompanied by a putrid stench seeming to emanate from the very pages in my hand. I watched in horror as the page split before my eyes, the stench gusting forth as though from a rancid wound. With it came the spaghetti bolognese I had learned to loathe over so many lunches, spilling from the split book like ruptured entrails.
I threw the book into the shadowed corner with a startled cry, the vile corruption leaving a loathsome trail into the darkness. Had it truly moved? Quickly leaving for the hallway, I locked the door behind me. A feeble gesture as I knew in my heart that I could never truly escape my pastâŚ
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I have⌠obtained the new Shadow of the Sith novel which is said to flesh out the Sequel trilogy and answer a lot of things. Wish me luck fellas.
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I donât have it in me to write a followup with a dramatic pulse pounding escape scene, only to find the wretched meal next to me in the car after thinking Iâd escaped but you get the picture. Camera pans out to the car parked in a gloomy road followed by a drawn out scream. Cut to black.
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It was a carbonara accident.
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