That sounds gross. Now I'm imagining some sort of disgusting feces-only adoption agency where the babys are just giant poo sculptures and I now need to scrub my brain. Sometimes I hate myself.
I'll be attending PAX east this year and I need some sweet, sweet avatars to bring along with me. Mostly because Max will probably be busy doing whatever the hell his job entails and I'll be lurking behind Darik
and hoping he doesn't mind the smell. HEY DARIK, YOU'RE GONNA BE MY BEST FRIEND AND THERE'S NOTHING YOU CAN DO ABOUT IT. Then when Darik decide he's had enough of me, all I'll have left are your
awesome avatars to take pictures with. I think I'll be taking two or three along with me and will select them based on no criteria at all.
WELCOME TO MY LIFE WHERE THE RULES ARE MADE UP
AND THE AVATARS ARE RANDOMLY CHOSEN
Is it a bit early to be making adoption posts? Fuckit, I'm punctual (read:impatient).
Note: anthropomorphic boobs and animals with abs kind of freak me out. So, you know. Drop your avatar in the comments!
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