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If only he was painting himself painting the paint of him self painting the painting of him self painting the painting of him self painting the painting of him self painting the painting of him self painting the painting of him self painting the painting of him self painting the painting
Fabric Painting Tutorial
Artist: AussieMum
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Oh, Shit.
what if ——-
Yas
“I want to speak to a manager,” the middle-aged woman said in her stern I-used-to-be-a-soccer-mom-ten-years-ago voice, looking down at me over the top of her Gucci reading glasses.
A wicked grin split across my face and the gates of Hell opened up behind me, releasing a gust of hot wind that whipped my apron around my body and forced the woman to shield her face. Demons came forth, dancing around in flames with songs of, “She wants to speak to a manager. Did you hear that? She wants to speak to a manager!” before erupting into earsplitting shrieks of laughter, none louder than my own cackling.
I took in the woman’s look of utter horror before my eyes rolled back into my head and I growled,
“I am the manager.”
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I love it this
I CAN’T DRAW SHITT TODAY >:D !! …….. or even write
OMG
I HAVE NO WORDS
(ALSO this seems to be the op, on youtube)
// I went far away from ‘short’
Edd: How come i never knew about it?
Edd: He never greets me.
*click*
Jon: Why can’t you just do that yourself? Edd: I think I’ll get raped before I can even do that.
Jon: What was that..?? Edd: I was so surprised my dialogue came last.
Edd: Do things to eachot-
Mark: We didn’t do whatever you think we were doing.
Jon: Let’s enjoy eachother, Edd!
Edd: Isn’t he always like that? Mark: No. He maybe flirty, but he’s not always this sexually aroused to everyone.
Mark: Not funny.
//the original