I'm going to dedicate my "book" to the following:
Mike Rotch
Mike Hawk
Hugh Johnson
Dixon Cider
I might get Arma 3, though my comp is still garbage.
You Ottawa and Kingston people really like your Nissan Jukes.
Suh dudes, I'm in Ottawa now.
Shotgunning your drink works really well.
Bullshit. Poutine is fucking easy. Come at me Saitama.
*scoff* weaksauce non-Canadians.
"That's it! He's not human… I'm going to shoot him."
-Colossal.
GET IT OUT KILL IT. In all seriousness, I fucking hate people who self-diagnose. I've met people who claim to have ADD but in reality, they're fucking insane. I have a somewhat high-functioning form of ADD, and I may be fucked up, but I'm not a babbling madman.
Tl;dr, don't self-diagnose yourself with shit, and it should be clear why you shouldn't.
I'm Harambe, and this is my zoo. I live here with my loving fans and my zookeeper, "Big Shot". One thing I've learned after 17 years - you never know WHAT is gonna fall in that pit.
I'm Harambe, and this is my zoo enclosure. I work here with my zoo keeper and my friend, cecil the lion. Everything in here has a story and a price. One thing I've learned after 21 years - you never know WHO is gonna come over that fence.
Final word on this weird-ass Fr situation: I don't entertain baiters, madmen, or edgy children.
(I think) I need the name of this series.
To whoever dm'ed me: I don't check notifications.
