The Heir
I hereby declare myself the winner again.
and i declare that im going to bed. goodnight, and enjoy your win while it lasts >I hereby declare myself the winner again.
and i declare that im going to bed. goodnight, and enjoy your win while it lasts >
Look who's talking. More ugly then a struggling bantha.the wrinkles are unsightly, they must go
Aight thats it im peeling youLook who's talking. More ugly then a struggling bantha.
I'm putting a whoopie cushion on your throne. It's going to make a funny noise abd we'll laugh at youLovebirds, get a room, this is my throne.
I'm putting a whoopie cushion on your throne. It's going to make a funny noise abd we'll laugh at you
Aight, bet.Takes the whoopie cushion off, and sits on the throne without issue.
Get forked!
Aight, bet.
I draw the comically large fork.
let us upheave the ground in our cutlery duel, then.Draws a similarly sized fork.
You wanna go bro?!
let us upheave the ground in our cutlery duel, then.
makes the ungodly scraping sound of a fork on a plate
Darth Malum of House Marr temporary truce to style on this broad with our big cutlery?Sorry my dears. But there is only one true queen. And that sad to say... Or not. Isn't you.
Fork gang fork gang, get dis girlPower of forks will always beat the power of monarchy.
Pitchfork time!
Fork gang fork gang, get dis girl