piltogg wrote:Talk of raving penis hordes frighten space-sailors everywhere, causing entire civilizations to become peaceful and friendly.





Wilfred Owen, if he'd been a Mini-Fig would have wrote:All across the Brikverse
Wars start joining hands
And only those that stand and fight
Will be left when it ends.
Communique from High Lord Cromwell, Grand Admiral: To Admiral of the White (needs a name) wrote: Steps have been take to resolve our current situation. Hold on at all costs, help is at hand. May the Gods have mercy on us all for what I do today...
Varsaavius wrote:As the size of the explosion increases, the amount of social situations it can't resolve approaches zero.
Communique from High Lord Cromwell, Grand Admiral: To Admiral of the White (needs a name) wrote: Steps have been take to resolve our current situation. Hold on at all costs, help is at hand. May the Gods have mercy on us all for what I do today...
We join our prayers with yours Lord Admiral and we trust that the sun shall never set upon the Britannic League so long as we keep our nerve and not falter in the face of the wrath of lesser men.

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