The blame for this apparent lack of Christa activity goes appropriately to countless hours that needs be plunged into my xion-ray blaster project that I conduct in the dank recesses of my basement in order that I may someday capture the South Pole, construct a rudimentary fortress of laser-hardened ice, compose battle plans with my trusted military lieutenants in the relative safety of said bleak region, and formulate a device that will vaporise all hydrogen from the Earth's oceans and suffocate the entire human population in a matter of minutes so that with my dying breath, world peace may finally be achieved.
Or maybe it was school. Which I'm very much enjoying, I may add.
Needless to say, being busy doesn't leave much time for requests etc., and if you're on my waiting list, I'm about to demonstrate to you an in-depth lesson in "patience." My apologies.
GALLERY ENTERING HYPER-SLEEP IN 3. 2. 1. *bzzzzzt*









~W.
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Sheeps Gallery > [link]
Wolfies Gallery > [link]
Sloths Gallery > [link]
like...like...~Sheep~
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Sheeps Gallery > [link]
Wolfies Gallery > [link]
Sloths Gallery > [link]
Like, your alter names totally confuzle me. Like, way. Baaaaaa.
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Sheeps Gallery > [link]
Wolfies Gallery > [link]
Sloths Gallery > [link]
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"Who is that woman standing next to Ike?"
"BAHAHA That's Soren!"
"But he's wearing WHITE?!?!?!?"
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"Who is that woman standing next to Ike?"
"BAHAHA That's Soren!"
"But he's wearing WHITE?!?!?!?"
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