Last night i had a party and i got smashed.
I have a hangover.
cheers!


The LoM: Chapter TwoChapter Two: DurotarThe LoM: Chapter Two
Zeck sighed with relief. He may not know where he was exactly, but at least he knew what it was called. The Troll had told him to follow him, seeing as Zeck looked so thirsty and tired. Eventually they came to a small oasis where an Orc boy was fishing, He looked up, seeing Grakro, and smirked. "Back already, eh?" Said the Orc. "Shut it, mon. We fell out, remember dat? I ran into dis stinky and decided dat I needed to give him a drink." Zeck was confused to why Grakro had called him "stinky" but he nodded at the Orc. "The name's Mog, Elf. Mog the Skullstom


The LoM: Chapter OneChapter One: Death of the GuardiansThe LoM: Chapter One
Eight Years Later...
The young Blood Elf ran frantically through the streets of Silvermoon, weaving his way through all the citizens who were outside, doing their shopping and other sorts of things. The boy eventually hit a dead end, and turned around still gasping for air. The two girls who had been chasing him walked up with wicked grins on their faces. One of them grabbed him. "Tag! You're it!" Yelled Cerania "Damn, I almost got away.." Replied the boy, Zeck. "This is boring, guys. Can't we do s

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Hope you have a great one too.
I know i will, it's my 18th
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Nibbler: DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMED!
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on your special day
Monday's child is fair of face.
Tuesday's child is full of grace.
Wednesday's child is loving and giving.
Thursday's child works hard for a living,
Friday's child fears no foe.
Saturday's child has far to go.
And Sundays child is bonny and wise in every way.
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when all is said and done more is done than said
It's September 27th which means it's your special day. Hoping you have a fantastic birthday, get some nice gifts and generally get to enjoy it lots.
All the best and much love from the birthdays team to you
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