So... the status of my 8 day old(and fied) application
We were deadlocked for a while. A few of us were on the fence and had to wait and observe, and..We've come to the decision that we can't accept your application. You seem like a good fellow but we don't think the fit's as snug as we like to see. We wish you the best luck, and hope you find a better place to call home. Happy travels, Armadeus.
Men only think of their past right before their death, as if they were searching frantically for proof that they were alive.
[23:29] Guardian Scott: ... [23:30] Guardian Scott: You put it in your mouth first... [23:30] Tureil: As long as you chew first. [23:30] Guardian Scott: Fine... you have to swallow first.
[23:29][13:37] Guardian Scott: *eats pie off Turry... [13:37] Tureil: o.o [13:37] Guardian Scott: It was APPLE DON"T JUDGE ME [13:38] Tureil: Thank you for the new sig.
[00:23] Tureil: Methinks I can ride in my raven now. [00:24] Sergei: You should take it out and make sweet tender love to some pirates [00:24] Tureil: My missiles are my detachable phallus. [00:24] Tureil: Phalluses? Phallusi? Whats the plural form of phallus? [00:24] Sergei: Missles [00:25] Tureil: Explosions fix everything!