Come The Morn |
Written by Tiny Wight | ||
Eat, Drink and Be Merry, Savor this day, my friends, You may also want to have some dessert. Because just as the sun must rise in the east, As we cry out and rush headlong into battle tomorrow, And while our swords slash through undead flesh If we win this battle, I solemly swear to you: ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
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I'm friggin' pissed!
Someone ate my last half gallon of vanilla bean ice cream that I had in the sub-zero walk-in freezer. It was clearly labeled "TINY WIGHT's VANILLA BEAN ICE CREAM, ASSHOLE. NO TOUCHY."
I just got back from the grocery store with all these sundae fixin's and now I'm standing here with MUD on my face. Whoever took that ice cream, I swear to you "I will punch your fucking lights out".
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