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Somehow I've managed the incredibly depressing title of celebrity coward.
As much as I try it shall not budge.
Any suggestions? I'd rather be a scavenger than a coward fml
As much as I try it shall not budge.
Any suggestions? I'd rather be a scavenger than a coward fml
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Easy transaction, good seller thanks :)
Good price, easy trade.
I've found 14 eggs so far this year... I'm not yolking !
Attack for treats. Blood nose. Weep.
Thanks so much!
I'd prefer something better than scavenger, I just don't want to be a coward lol
Thanks for your help ?
Thanks for your help ?
Somehow I've managed the incredibly depressing title of celebrity coward.
As much as I try it shall not budge.
Any suggestions? I'd rather be a scavenger than a coward fml
As much as I try it shall not budge.
Any suggestions? I'd rather be a scavenger than a coward fml
Fantastic trader will definitely deal with again ??
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Double it! Pot is 8192
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8776
Merry Christmas!
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Her heart was racing.
She dodged the crispy reindeer nuggets at her feet with her eyes set firmly on the prize: the gold wrapping paper glistening in the christmas tree lights.
With sweaty palms she edged a little closer, elbowing a midget elf out of her way. She could hear the demented laughter of the others who figured this was their win. With teeth set to a grimace she put her chin to her chest and charged. Tinsel smacked her face but she didn't care. Elves squeaked as she trampled over them. She could taste victory she was so close! One more knee to the chest of a sickeningly cheery elf and it would be hers.
She outstretched her hand ... willed her arm to reach further..
Grabbed it! She hugged it to her chest and laughed maniacally.
She had it.
At last.
She unwrapped the paper hiding the mysterious treasure.
Then she saw it...
A fruitcake.
She moaned and hurled it at the head of the nearest elf.
That shit would stay in her bazaar for months, unwanted by any buyer.
Maybe next year.
Smiles, laughs, drinks.