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Wuuuuuuuhhhhhhhh... Whhiiii??
:idunno my first intro to the series was one of the Ewok movies which I loved....
I think i was pretty young when i watched star wars. I know i could never keep up with the scrolling intro, and i couldnt understand what i could read... I guess it kinda turned me off starwars before i even watched it.

I liked some SW novellas I read. and the episodes 1-3 i enjoyed.

I don't like people talking through movies and if i watch any SW my boy is there hovering telling me all the other stuff that he knows about it or how the new stuff ruined it... etc. :p

That's what happened today while i watched a movie based on an anime we had both seen. Him talking about how it was different or the same and pausing every 5 min to look up how it was in other versions.
 
Mom is sending me to this music camp this summer.....



I swear I legit want to hire you or Garret to come protect my chickens. *~*
Call us both. He'll man the guns, I'll man the pitchforks.
And the throwing (pocket) knives.
And the shovels.
And the axes.


……KODIAK!!
Ooooh, great!!!!! :D

I suppose. I gotta do Ash sometime when I can remember the forgotten...
Yes.
You do.
Very much so.
ALSO
THERE IS A THREAD
THAT MISSES YOU DESPERATELY
AND JUST WANTS YOU HOME LIKE A PRODIGAL SON

:gig. That reminds me of the time that I got a wave, a hand shake, and a hug from a random, mentally unstable guy in the Mall. :th :eek: :gig :lau
I once was sitting down on a mall bench waiting to be picked up by Mom, and this guy comes up besides me and sits down. I edge away instinctively, politely enough, but still clear that I don't sit next to strangers. Everything's okay until I notice he's right beside me... I make eye contact for about a second and realize there is literally no emotion on his face as to what he's even doing here, nor any reassuring smile or something at least. Too ashamed to get up and leave, I bury my head in a magazine and wish him away. Then I hear the rattling of a coat button against metal as his arm lays out across the back of the bench and next thing I know it's definitely on my back.
I whirl around, fling the magazine at his face, slam my arm down on his, and bolt off into the grocery section. :oops:
Now that was a disturbance. °~°

Yes. I did trace a pic from the internet but Im still proud
@ChickenCowboy02 You're not the only one. :D


SO WHY IS IT THAT EVERYONE ELSE CALLS THEIR ART BEAUTIFULL AND MASTERPIECEY
WHILE I CALL MINE TRASH
WHY

I've never seen star wars kinda
Would you rather be fried, broiled, pan-seared, or scorched?
 

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