Me: I is hungry. I want chocolate. I love chocolate <3
Dad: How about steak? Steak is good and steak loves you.
Me: But I don’t love steak! I love chocolate <3
Dad: Too bad chocolate doesn’t love you back </3
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STORY OF MY LIFE.
Darn you nostalgia! Now that I look back on it, I can’t believe how many hours I wasted on this game.
Today, a complete stranger broke up with me. FML.
STEVEN IS THIS RAGNAROK.
FOR SOME REASON IT SOUNDS LIKE RAGNAROK.
And if it is, rest assured that I wasted hella days playing it too ^.^
edit: I GOT IT. PAYON. (prontera>payon)
Me: So the guy coming tomorrow, does he speak English, or just German?
Dad: *glares* Why do you want to talk to him?
Mom: Just speak French to him.
Me: Wait, he speaks French?
Mom: No… but aren’t they the same thing?!
Dad: When I was a kid, everyone was poor. Your grandfather was a clerk and he was considered rich! Some days he’d even bring home fish..
Me: But you lived near a huge lake filled with fish…
Dad: *snort* you think any of us could afford the equipement? The rods, string, bait..
Me: You don’t need all that! I’ve seen people catch fish with their bare hands on Discovery Channel. Bear Grylls does it all the time.
Dad: Yeah, but the fish in China are not the stupid American fish. They’re the smart Chinese fish.
I laughed my head off and wasted a good hour or so pouring over it.
In the end, I decided that the safest way would be to burn it.
[Oh! Sorrow filled is the day that arrives
He, from the ashes, comes for his judgement
Willingly does he approach for his fate
Therefore, merciful Lord, thou, please spare him
Our eternal Lord Jesus, rest faithful]
