(05-22-2015, 07:43 AM)Gonzogonz Wrote: i told you to get off your fat drunk ass and move it to your own plot.
I jus kiddin...
I dun haev a plot tho, and why yuu so rude?
then go and claim one!
*points out to the other houses and rimmed plot areas*
just go and use one of the empty ones!
besides, i'm only rude to make you see, you were incredibly dense before and now you listen.
(05-22-2015, 07:45 AM)Marxon Wrote: I jus kiddin...
I dun haev a plot tho, and why yuu so rude?
then go and claim one!
*points out to the other houses and rimmed plot areas*
just go and use one of the empty ones!
besides, i'm only rude to make you see, you were incredibly dense before and now you listen.
Relax, I'll go.
An i know I'm fat, no need ta shove it in my face...
*waddles out and finds an empty plot and just sits there*
(05-22-2015, 07:48 AM)Gonzogonz Wrote: then go and claim one!
*points out to the other houses and rimmed plot areas*
just go and use one of the empty ones!
besides, i'm only rude to make you see, you were incredibly dense before and now you listen.
Relax, I'll go.
An i know I'm fat, no need ta shove it in my face...
*waddles out and finds an empty plot and just sits there*
(05-22-2015, 08:16 AM)Gonzogonz Wrote: *Gonzo sticks his head out the door*
... you going to make a house or what?
I don't have anything to mg name...
*holds his mechanical right arm above him, as he steps out all the rain seems to divert around him, keeping him dry as he walks over to Marx*
you have a plot, you can make a house with it.
*points over to some floating shapes that look to be intractable*
use those to fashion an abode.
(05-22-2015, 08:18 AM)Marxon Wrote: I don't have anything to mg name...
*holds his mechanical right arm above him, as he steps out all the rain seems to divert around him, keeping him dry as he walks over to Marx*
you have a plot, you can make a house with it.
*points over to some floating shapes that look to be intractable*
use those to fashion an abode.
(05-22-2015, 08:25 AM)Gonzogonz Wrote: *holds his mechanical right arm above him, as he steps out all the rain seems to divert around him, keeping him dry as he walks over to Marx*
you have a plot, you can make a house with it.
*points over to some floating shapes that look to be intractable*
use those to fashion an abode.
Wut?
*sighs*
stand up. and follow me.
*walks over to the floating hexagons*