Holy M.O.G.
I were up til like 5am last night playing Vengeful Mary. The game frikkin' r0x0rs. I toadally smeared the seventh legion all over the Palatine, and Pontius Pilate is in like 43 quivering pieces, but I've been fighting Hyperjudas for like 6 hours (eighteen cokes) and he keeps kickin' my virgin ass.
Maybe I'm missing one of the furious relics. I toadally have Luke's Left Nut and the Triforce of Anger, but John the Baptist's Ear is way down in a ravine and I don't have the grappling hook yet. Plus, there ain't no way I can free my kid til I find the Shroud of Sisyphus...
Bishop in the Bath says:
I wouldn't chuck her out of the bath! |
Cesar says:
There is something about Mary, aye matey! HA HA HA |
There. I've drawn a hot Mary. So you can all stop asking if I'm gay, thanks.
3 Comments:
dude, even tho im a big friend of dorothy, i can tell that bitch aint hot.
u aint dun drawn no hot mary... she proud mary. and as one FOD to another, u r a big closet case.
I'd like a pair of those shoes please.
Just as long as I'm not that frikkin' inept lion. The straw dude would be okay, I spose, if a lil flammable.
Tinny would be my first choice, methinks, as he was kind of a prick, and I hear he liked it in the can.
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