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If I get another Dan Akroyd joke about my picture, I'll have to hurt someone. B)

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B)

^^^ Those sunglasses *do* look like something out of Blues Brothers, don't they ? :p

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How do I look?

 

However I choose to look. I am an archdevil, after all.

There are no doors in Jefferson that are "special game locked" doors. There are no characters in that game that you can kill that will result in the game ending prematurely.

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I have all sorts of pics up here

The area between the balls and the butt is a hotbed of terrorist activity.

Devastatorsig.jpg

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Well, Alexia, if that doesn't look like the real you, then it should.

 

If it's real, then you're a babe.

 

If it's not, then I'd rather look at your fake picture than my real one! :lol:

 

Anyhow, most of us here really do look like normal folks. Well, Oerwinde has that wild-eyed crazy but in a handsome sort of way look. ...But the rest of us look like normal Joes.

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Ok here is my pic.

yeah and here's one of you when you're not using your internet persona

 

dowm.jpg

Lois: Honey, what do you say we uh...christen these new sheets, huh?

Peter: Why Lois Griffin, you naughty girl.

Lois: Hehehe...that's me.

Peter: You dirty hustler.

Lois: Hehehehe...

Peter: You filthy, stinky prostitute.

Lois: Aha, ok I get it...

Peter: You foul, venereal disease carrying, street walking whore.

Lois: Alright, that's enough!

  • 3 months later...
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Imagine Jesus....or the popular image of him, anyway.

 

Now change everything.

 

Voila. That's me.

I made this half-pony half-monkey monster to please you

But I get the feeling that you don't like it

What's with all the screaming?

You like monkeys, you like ponies

Maybe you don't like monsters so much

Maybe I used too many monkeys

Isn't it enough to know that I ruined a pony making a gift for you?

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