Big Salad
V   Russian Federation
 
 
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Créé par - Dracolyte
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This guide is for all those who seek to journey through the Lands Between with the highest levels of testosterone possible, while looking stylish and representative at the same time.
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430 h en tout
dernière utilisation le 3 févr.
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Commentaires
Zn0 28 mai 2022 à 10h11 
Dear Diary, Today I ordered a Big Salad, Large Salsa and Signed the Bill as A. Sperger.


It was so funny, I made all the bois laugh :)
Zn0 20 mai 2022 à 10h38 
yooooooooooo, it's yah boi Alan Crumpet

How yah doin son?
Marquis 14 mars 2016 à 6h19 
He left, and I followed. He glided towards an altar - one I had seen many times in the past, and haunted it with an "oooooh!" In a puff of smoke, he reappeared, only to go back to the exact place where he died. I facepalmed, knowing where this was going. He collected his inventory from before, and made for home. Soon enough, darkness fell, and this man, being resourceful, constructed a torch. I observed him carefully after this. What happened next may have been an accident, or the man may have just been an imbecile. He dropped his torch, and proceeded to perish at the hands of a monster in the dark. I laughed grandly, for this ephemeral had given me good entertainment. In my mercy, I conceived a Tell-Tale Heart and revived him. After, I left in a blaze of glory, and it was magnificent.


Yeah, ♥♥♥♥ you man. I went to all that trouble. Don't ever die three times in Don't Starve ever again.
Marquis 14 mars 2016 à 6h19 
As an omniscient being with unlimited potential, I cannot help but take interest in the affairs of mortals. Despite my omniscience, I can only focus on one point at a time, so as to contain my magnificence. One day, I came across a great sac of webs, and I became curious. I decided to investigate what happened here. Suddenly, a dude with magnificent beard even I, in all my majesty, could envy. He started to slap the webs with his rod, and large, aggravated spiders began crawling out. I watched with fascination as they battled, and saw even a third party join in - a tentacle, spawned from the abhorrent sludge that was this swamp. Soon, the man lay dead, unmoving. A small wisp of smoke escaped his carcass, and assembled into a ghost.