| Well, now that I've learned scanning and photoshop, this is pretty much going to redefine my gallery as a whole. This drawing would be my first of this kind. Expect many more. Or don't, because I procrastinate. |


The CountessCovered in drapes Of many colors and shapes, While the lads, they admire her From afar. She moves like a dove, Like a goddess from above, With skin that glows Like the stars.The Countess
All night and day, We are out and away, Where I am, she is right By my side. I cling to her warmth In times of cold storms, She's my savior, my joy, And my pride.
I have seen treasures, Conquests and pleasures, But nothing quite like her In this world. No common harlot With lips shiny scarlet Can pry this old oyster From
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"I want to chickmcnfuckit your chickmcnugget!!"
-Flula the German DJ
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"I want to chickmcnfuckit your chickmcnugget!!"
-Flula the German DJ
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CHOCOLATE!?
CHOOOOOOOOOCOLAAAAAAAAAATE!!!!!
CHOOOOOOOOOCOLAAAAAAAAAATE!!!!!
CHOOOOOOOOOCOLAAAAAAAAAATE!!!!!
LMAO.
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May the winds o' fortune be at yer' back, lad.
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