Dave's Hungry ReturnA fiery dot appeared in the black sky. It extended itself into a caped figure, like some sort of dimbulb superhero.Dave's Hungry Return by ~artofguy
Her red eyes tracked the graceful flyer, and she released some anticipatory beeps.
He traced through the air, and his features grew in definition until he revealed himself as the Dave human. He bore down on her in his return flight with a douchey-looking face.
The handsome young man landed a few steps in front of herself. His admirably arranged features looked poignant with intention, and she let out a small staticky gasp.
With her robotic transformation, she forgot what expressions are, and kind of stared at him a little harder.
"I need recipes, Jane. So many beautiful recipes."
Her eyes went wide with a cocktail of emotions that could be included in a fine dish. She set about busily preparing a wide berth of red and orange meals and added them to each and every bite.
My Dolla Twitter Art*whispers to my dick* hey wheres the money at yoMy Dolla Twitter Art by ~artofguy
my dick always has the answers. but for this supreme riddle, my dick is thoroughly stumped
perhaps some level ups are on the line. key advancements that will bestow my dick with the dolla knowledge
Resuming my dolla discussion at this early hour. some people might be confused at my confusion. look at this http://i.imgur.com/MTAmYP7.png
these people want to make it clear that only the highest quality dishwashers would even be considered for this battle
those honored few who truly know the cloth's journey around the inner rim of a plate
so now, if you are wise, you know why i have been so completely confused for like a couple years or so.
now you know why i have been hollering about this great obstacle.
i just can't get it yo. who are these dish legends? these laundry paladins? these busboy gladiators?
what is there for the rest of us who aren't so wondrous?
can you be hired for a tweet? my twe