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... so help me God.
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I promise to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth...
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I'm sure I'm Projoy. I might also be stehvelo though. I'm not sure.
I am dead. [nights] You aren't the first to be crushed like a snail under the heal of Penelope's boot. We had a romantic e-date on MCiOS for V-Day that she stood me up on. So have no sympathy when she posts about her latest failed romance - it's all a trap to lure us poor unfortunates into her twisted web of torture...
Being in a Rag Cabaret and not knowing the dance for the finale because we weren't able to be in the rehearsal is tremendous fun and really gives you a feeling of superiority
Sticky, wilful computer mouses are good for calming oneself down ([/lie]'mouses' in this context is in fact grammatically correct [lie]
It was my idea to make car windscreens transparent- before 1936 all windscreens were made from vinegar and rope, and presented many difficulties in ascertaining if the wipers were functioning correctly, nevermind actually driving.
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