MA MOITIEY. BAH LES KIKIS OU VOUZETES ? C'est le printemps ? La saison des amours qui vous tue ?
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children of the night. this is Berk. it snows nine months of the year, and hails the other three. any food that grows here is tough and tasteless. the people that grow here are even more so. the only upsides are the pets. while other places have ponies or parrots... we have... dragons.
children of the night. this is Berk. it snows nine months of the year, and hails the other three. any food that grows here is tough and tasteless. the people that grow here are even more so. the only upsides are the pets. while other places have ponies or parrots... we have... dragons.
OUI. Tu viens à bord de mon Tardis, j'te laisserais dans ta boîte pour pas t'abîmer. (HAN, ça veut tout dire dis-donc. )
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children of the night. this is Berk. it snows nine months of the year, and hails the other three. any food that grows here is tough and tasteless. the people that grow here are even more so. the only upsides are the pets. while other places have ponies or parrots... we have... dragons.
▽ You know why stories have happy endings? They end too early,they always end right at the kiss. You never have to see all the bullshit that comes later. You know, life.
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Leahn et Rubharbe, vous êtes de gros cochons ALOHAAAA Nolan, squatte nous donc, on aime les squatteurs ici
▽ You know why stories have happy endings? They end too early,they always end right at the kiss. You never have to see all the bullshit that comes later. You know, life.
Des cochons. DES COCHONS. OH HEH DIS-DONC, on partage notre amour comme on peut, t'as qu'à être plus présent pour moué d'abeurd. - genre la vieille dispute de couple pwahaha. OH OUI NOLAN L'ARNAQUE. VIENS DONC. ON MANQUE DE VIE ICI.
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children of the night. this is Berk. it snows nine months of the year, and hails the other three. any food that grows here is tough and tasteless. the people that grow here are even more so. the only upsides are the pets. while other places have ponies or parrots... we have... dragons.
children of the night. this is Berk. it snows nine months of the year, and hails the other three. any food that grows here is tough and tasteless. the people that grow here are even more so. the only upsides are the pets. while other places have ponies or parrots... we have... dragons.
children of the night. this is Berk. it snows nine months of the year, and hails the other three. any food that grows here is tough and tasteless. the people that grow here are even more so. the only upsides are the pets. while other places have ponies or parrots... we have... dragons.
Omg le gif du poulpe, il fait flipper. Tu fais flipper Alman en fait
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▽ You know why stories have happy endings? They end too early,they always end right at the kiss. You never have to see all the bullshit that comes later. You know, life.
Je ne vous comprends pas, j'adore les poulpes moi D'ailleurs Nolan, il faut absolument que je réfléchisse à un evil lien entre nous mon bichon . TOUA ET MOUA. MOUA ET TOUA. PLAT DU JOUR ET DESSEEEEREUUUH
Ahwi il nous en faut un, en plus on est trow bow (faut le prononcer à la swagman haha)
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▽ You know why stories have happy endings? They end too early,they always end right at the kiss. You never have to see all the bullshit that comes later. You know, life.
children of the night. this is Berk. it snows nine months of the year, and hails the other three. any food that grows here is tough and tasteless. the people that grow here are even more so. the only upsides are the pets. while other places have ponies or parrots... we have... dragons.
T'es pas en reste Ruben C'est nous les méchants on va tous vous tuer les innocents (gadelmalehsitumelis) *se met sur la pointe des pieds pour grandir un peu*
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▽ You know why stories have happy endings? They end too early,they always end right at the kiss. You never have to see all the bullshit that comes later. You know, life.
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C'est le printemps ? La saison des amours qui vous tue ? 
*se barre très loin*
Tu viens à bord de mon Tardis, j'te laisserais dans ta boîte pour pas t'abîmer. 
Je me rappelle de cet épisode, pouaah cette série est énorme 
les premiers tout-puissants de la ville qui savent TOUT *remonte son gras du bide* 
Gad ce dieu