I am no longer writing The Grmpysmrf Story.
Thank you and good night.
[:(]
I am no longer writing The Grmpysmrf Story.
Thank you and good night.
[:(]
What happened?
You had other’s praising it… Why do you care what I think? I’m just a grumpy smurf…
(seriously though it’s probably better that way)
[:(]
He’s working on The Chronicles of Gunnar instead.
He’s working on The Chronicles of Gunnar instead.
Just as long as he takes it in another direction.
[:(]
You gonna be all mopey now because I thought all the senseless name dropping didn’t really add to any type of story or was even funny?
Rope? Check.
Wooden ceiling beam? Check.
Stool? Check.
Bottle of Jack Daniels? Check.
Note leading to buried treasure and remains of that parking inspector who wouldn’t take a bribe? Check.
Now…what to wear?
[rolleyes]
Being a bit dramatic dont you think?
Rope? Check.
Wooden ceiling beam? Check.
Stool? Check.
Bottle of Jack Daniels? Check.
Note leading to buried treasure and remains of that parking inspector who wouldn’t take a bribe? Check.
Now…what to wear?
Don’t forget the Mumford & Sons cd.
I look forward to my appearance…I’m guessing I’ll be the lead villain. I should have been the star of the series sigh but I know my greatness often soars over the heads of the peons.
For a story that was supposed to be about the smrf, the first page sure had a boatload of danger in it. Next page.
I look forward to my appearance…I’m guessing I’ll be the lead villain. I should have been the star of the series sigh but I know my greatness often soars over the heads of the peons.
You play a coke addled street hustler - with a nervous tic and a penchant for Faberge eggs.
Don’t worry Zigfried, there are big things planned for you.
Big things.