09-11-2012, 08:54 PM
Name: Bam Bam
Gender: Tansvestite, at times defined as male lesbian
Age: As old as you want me, baby
Race: Llama, the kind that would chew a child and spit him back out in your face before it kicks you in the groin
Planet: Gaudali (the planet of twisted long legged researchers which happen to be mosaic colored chicken)
Horn colour: You don't want to know the color of that horn
Religion: Asimovian
Powers: Throwing fireballs and spitting pink acid
Good/bad habits: Picks its nose with the hooves from time to time and has a tendency of passing gas when other llamas are around; loves gardening
Story: Grew up on the lovely volcanic plains of Chihuaha district, his mother was a camel and his father was a boxing zebra; left home after he fell in love with a mermaid. They got married and she divorced him one month later for a clown fish. He decided to dress up as a woman ever since.
Meaning of life: To find the mermaid and the clown fish and make a lovely stew out of them
Gender: Tansvestite, at times defined as male lesbian
Age: As old as you want me, baby
Race: Llama, the kind that would chew a child and spit him back out in your face before it kicks you in the groin
Planet: Gaudali (the planet of twisted long legged researchers which happen to be mosaic colored chicken)
Horn colour: You don't want to know the color of that horn
Religion: Asimovian
Powers: Throwing fireballs and spitting pink acid
Good/bad habits: Picks its nose with the hooves from time to time and has a tendency of passing gas when other llamas are around; loves gardening
Story: Grew up on the lovely volcanic plains of Chihuaha district, his mother was a camel and his father was a boxing zebra; left home after he fell in love with a mermaid. They got married and she divorced him one month later for a clown fish. He decided to dress up as a woman ever since.
Meaning of life: To find the mermaid and the clown fish and make a lovely stew out of them
probabil n-ai primit niciodata
telegramele mele sau poate
nu credeai ca e vital cand
lumea mea se descompunea
in ceasuri si goluri
de mine
au imbatranit in cadente
si sentimentele mele
sub greutatea
atator vieti netraite...
telegramele mele sau poate
nu credeai ca e vital cand
lumea mea se descompunea
in ceasuri si goluri
de mine
au imbatranit in cadente
si sentimentele mele
sub greutatea
atator vieti netraite...
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