ElijahRyne
A Hermit that is NOT that Lazy…
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Questions to answer: What do you do? Who wrote it? Who was the message address too? And, why pretzels?
My wife wrote it in her period blood. She absolutely LOVES pretzels and was saving two large soft ones for herself, which she rightly suspects I devoured. She knows that, because she keeps a secret camera trained on her pretzels at all times. This question was merely a test of my honestly, of which I failed by answering, "what? No, honey, of course not."Questions to answer: What do you do? Who wrote it? Who was the message address too? And, why pretzels?
Take a photo of it, and send it to my friends with the caption, "This u?".Questions to answer: What do you do? Who wrote it? Who was the message address too? And, why pretzels?
Pretty sure them divorce papers are coming soon.My wife wrote it in her period blood. She absolutely LOVES pretzels and was saving two large soft ones for herself, which she rightly suspects I devoured. She knows that, because she keeps a secret camera trained on her pretzels at all times. This question was merely a test of my honestly, of which I failed by answering, "what? No, honey, of course not."
And then the incriminating video suddenly plays on the living room television. I start to sweat. The bitch was recording me!
The video ends and she appears next, dressed in a dark cloak with a deep hood. "Let's play a game" she says through the screen.
A gas spreads through the room from the vents. I pass out.
What must be hours later, I wake to the sound of creaking wood and rough rolling across uneven ground.
"Hey, you, you're finally awake; you were trying to cross the border, right? Walked right into that imperial ambush, same as us and that horse thief over there"
Todd Howard, you son of a bitch.
That feeling when Todd is your father in law