Marcus Bean (Wilt)'s Blog (11)

Eliminate the words

 Vifurcate my tongue shut

 Eliminate the flow of lies spewing from my throat. Caw like a flying

 RandLer waiting to reach the ground. Waiting for...

 you, waiting for you to show them the way.

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 Fall through the sky, screaming through the night as the wind blows across your skin.

 Open your eyes, RandLer, flying is natural.

 Unicorns and Manticores thinking they're best of all, but tonight is the Randler's…

Things about to get busy. I'm going to express my semi-controversial views on vegetarianism.

If you eat meat, you may or may not agree with vegetarianism, you may think:

We're all animals.

I don't care about animals, they aren't people.

God made animals for food.

I had a conversation with a meat-eater in chat. He said, "If you're trying to save animals, why are you stealing their food?"

-_- , there's a big difference in not…

The square root of raspberry should be legalized

Translation

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We are mythical beasts, we have hared interests, clever words and random things we can always have. Whether its two men dancing in a Zebra suit, or rubbing bacon into the toilet, we will always have it and cherish it forever. So raise your pinkies and your glasses and give a mighty mythical "to us" for the kommunity.

*Tips glass*

Somehow, I've lost my mythicality, my drive to pump out fan art, graphic designs based on Rhett and Link, making discussions, commenting on things. I don't know how

I don't know why.

But it happened.

I don't know how I can start again, or if I ever will. Chat doesn't seems a fun/entertaining to me, so I might be online, but I'll probably be silent. I have no idea what I'm going to do.

In Flanders fields the poppies blow

      Between the crosses, row on row,

   That mark our place; and in the sky

   The larks, still bravely singing, fly

Scarce heard amid the guns below.



We are the Dead. Short days ago

We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,

   Loved and were loved, and now we lie…

There was once a cat... named main.

one day, Main was doing its usual daily deeds of a talking cat

when it suddenly was killed at 7:36 PM

A question he had been asked, it had killed them. A question that he, nor anyone else could answer. "Do Rhett and Link ever come on here??"

Curiosity…

I finally made 20 kreations! I hope to make at least 50, that seems a long away but I'll try to up my game. In fact I have two kreations that I never posted. Maybe I'll post them!

It's LionelRichiesaur now, but should I keep it or change it to another. Also it'd be cool if you commented on what I should draw or made a wall post. Thanks.

I start off every chat with "HAY!" ask about it and see what happens? It means your a horse (Only if you ask about).