...and I can't have any cake for about another week.
We're also going to have a late Thanksgiving, so that I can eat all my favorite foods in their proper form, rather than some low iodine abomination variation. Haha
Rob and I have been making a list of all the foods I'll want afterwards, and I'm starting to feel like the pirates in Pirates of the Caribbean, "So we'll be ready when the time comes!" and the curse (cancer) is finally lifted.
explodes and this flutters out of me like trashy plastic bags
close ups
here’s another close up of the little minions because i like them. they climb up your legs and hide in your pockets without you knowing then drown in the washing machine because they are too small to climb out
Merasmus is a prime target for scammers. One Halloween he dragged the mercs to this 'haunted house' in some suburban so he can gain enough souls/blood/whatever to open a portal to hell or some crap, only to find out that the HOA in the area tricked him into buying it so they wouldn't have to deal with squatters.
Like all you have to do is say the words 'ancient', 'haunted', and 'magic', and he'll already be phoning the closest crime group for money. This wizard will never learn.
I want a scream fortress map in the game where everything is just completely normal and Merasmus is in the back talking about how something will happen at anything moment, while also phoning the person who sold him the land