Ebby is Called Off
EBBY HAS BEEN CALLED OFF. DO NOT COME TO MY HOUSE. STAY OFF MY PROPERTY. I HAVE A GUN.
We nock arrows. We slap people to heal them. We lop off heads of Orcs. We balance precariously on a rope bridge. We eat fried Orc eyes. We wet our pants (repeatedly). We are the valiant warriors in the realm of...the basement. I mean...Dungeons and Dragons.
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