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ThunderLibs1. Hyena Cub's Completed Lib: As I peer into my all-seeing Crystal Ball, the story of your life takes shape within the misty depths of the globe. I will now summarize all that I’ve seen in store for you: You wed none other than Saber. It was love at first site from the moment you saw each other across a crowded Bumfucked, Egypt. It had to be a true and blind love, as he/she was able to look past the fact that you frequently like to Fornicate, while you seemed unfazed by his unusual hobby of lusting. The two of you were inseparable, planning everything from your dream home ( a lovely 13 room Tower of Omens which was located in the pastoral penises of the torture chamber) to the glorious wedding ceremony itself. You looked dashing on that day, decked out in a stunning old sock, while your beloved took everyone’s breath away by donning a loinclothwith matching nipple rings. After the whirlwind courtship and glamorous ceremony, the realities of life set in. In all, you spent 763years together before your beloved met his/her end in a tragic pencil accident.The memory of your departed sweetheart was only slightly tarnished when his/ her lover, Lance , showed up at the funeral, thus bringing your spouse’s infidelity to light.Guilt prompted you to forgiveness, as it’s not like you hadn’t been prone to prowl about in the pants of Axelle. Sadly, you were also left alone to raise your 3.14 children. Your eldest child, Purrsia, looked more like the tail end of your pet hyena than either you or your beloved. But you loved every one of your children equally and made many sacrifices for them.Among such sacrifices was the giving up of your dream career in the field of male prostitution, so you could take up the tedious yet better paying job of a security guard. Still, you struggled as your new job just didn’t pay as much as your deceased spouse’s occupation of laboring had. You were also hoping that your lover would take you in, but alas, he/she ran off with Mumm-Ra , whom he/she claimed was much more slimyand better at defecating than you were. I know, your future sounds very bleak indeed. But you should be comforted to know that mere millenia after your beloved’s death your own misery was brought to an abrupt end.This blessing in disguise occured at where your work, when a huge barstool falls atop you, effectively urinating you to death.Not the most pleasant way to go, but when you look at this fortune, it sure beats living! 2. RD Rivero's Results: As I peer into my all-seeing Crystal Ball, the story of your life takes shape within the misty depths of the globe. I will now summarize all that I've seen in store for you: You wed none other than Liono. It was love at first site from the moment you saw each other across a crowded area between his legs. It had to be a true and blind love, as he/she was able to look past the fact that you frequently like to jump, while you seemed unfazed by his unusual hobby of gasping. The two of you were inseparable, planning everything from your dream home (a lovely 2 room tower which was located in the pastoral tubs of patio) to the glorious wedding ceremony itself. You looked dashing on that day, decked out in a stunning pair of shorts, while your beloved took everyone's breath away by donning a shirt with matching hat. After the whirlwind courtship and glamorous ceremony, the realities of life set in. In all, you spent 4 years together before your beloved met his/her end in a tragic chair accident. (rd's note: !!!) The memory of your departed sweetheart was only slightly tarnished when his/ her lover, Tygra, showed up at the funeral, thus bringing your spouse's infidelity to light. Guilt prompted you to forgiveness, as it's not like you hadn't been prone to prowl about in the pants of WileyKat. Sadly, you were also left alone to raise your 3 children. Your eldest child, Cheetara, looked more like the tail end of your pet dead squirel than either you or your beloved. But you loved every one of your children equally and made many sacrifices for them. Among such sacrifices was the giving up of your dream career in the field of butt scratching, so you could take up the tedious yet better paying job of toe licker. Still, you struggled as your new job just didn't pay as much as your deceased spouse's occupation of smarming had. You were also hoping that your lover would take you in, but alas, he/she ran off with Tygra, whom he/she claimed was much more tiger-like and better at creaming than you were. I know, your future sounds very bleak indeed. But you should be comforted to know that mere 3 days after your beloved's death your own misery was brought to an abrupt end. This blessing in disguise occured at where you work, when a huge desk falls atop you, effectively squirting you to death. Not the most pleasant way to go, but when you look at this fortune, it sure beats living! 3. Purrsia's story: As I peer into my all-seeing Crystal Ball, the story of your life takes shape within the misty depths of the globe. I will now summarize all that I've seen in store for you: You wed none other than Tygra. It was love at first site from the moment you saw each other across the crowded gay bar. It had to be a true and blind love, as he/she was able to look past the fact that you frequently like to barf, while you seemed unfazed by his/her unusual hobby of bowling. The two of you were inseparable, planning everything from your dream home ( a lovely 14 room out house which was located in the pastoral testicles of the barn ) to the glorious wedding ceremony itself. You looked dashing on that day, decked out in a stunning sequined bra, while your beloved took everyone's breath away by donning a g-string with matching socks. After the whirlwind courtship and glamorous ceremony, the realities of life set in. In all, you spent 33 years together before your beloved met his/her end in a tragic plunger accident. The memory of your departed sweetheart was only slightly tarnished when his/ her lover, RD , showed up at the funeral, thus bringing your spouse's infidelity to light. Guilt prompted you to forgiveness, as it's not like you hadn't been prone to prowl about in the pants of Chanur. Sadly, you were also left alone to raise your 8 children. Your eldest child, thunderwolf, looked more like the tail end of your pet snarf than either you or your beloved. But you loved every one of your children equally and made many sacrifices for them. Among such sacrifices was the giving up of your dream career in the field of coroner, so you could take up the tedious yet better paying job of call girl. Still, you struggled as your new job just didn't pay as much as your deceased spouse's occupation of pimping had. You were also hoping that your lover would take you in, but alas, he/she ran off with Al , whom he/she claimed was much more hairy and better at pulsing than you were. I know, your future sounds very bleak indeed. But you should be comforted to know that mere days after your beloved's death, your own misery was brought to an abrupt end. This blessing in disguise occured where you work, when a huge thumb fell atop you, effectively screwing you to death. Not the most pleasant way to go, but when you look at this fortune, it sure beats living! 4. Andi's finished 'Lib: As I peer into my all-seeing Crystal Ball, the story of your life takes shape within the misty depths of the globe. I will now summarize all that I've seen in store for you: You wed none other than Kevin. It was love at first site, from the moment you saw each other across the crowded Peter Buck's basement. It had to be true and blind love, as he was able to look past the fact that you frequently like to suck, while you seemed unfazed by his unusual hobby of kissing. the two of you were inseperable, planning everything from your dream house ( a lovely 87 room death star which was located in the pastoral boobs of a galaxy far far away) to the glorious wedding ceremony itself. You looked dashing on that day, decked out in a stunning diaper, while your beloved took everyone's breath away by donning a hat with matching itty bitty baby booties. After the whirlwind courtship and glamorous ceremony the realities of life set in. In all, you spent 3 years together before your beloved met his end in a tragic ketchup bottle accident. The memory of your departed sweetheart was only slightly tarnished when his lover, Michael Stipe, showed up at the funeral, thus bringing your spouse's infidelity to light. Guilt prompted you to forgiveness, as it's not like you hadn't been prone to prowl about in the pants of Leonid Breshniv. Sadly, you were left alone to raise your 45 children. Your eldest child, Chloe, looked more like the tail end of your pet cat than either you or your beloved. But you loved all of your children equally and made many sacrifices for them. Among them was giving up your dream career as a toilet flusher, so you could take up the tedious yet better paying job of dog license enforcer. Still, you struggled as your new job didn't pay as much as your deceased spouse's occupation of running had. You were also hoping that your lover would take you in, but alas, he ran off with Thor the lord of the sex droids, whom he claimed was much more shiny and better at skipping than you were. I know, your future sounds very bleak indeed. But you should be comforted to know that mere seconds after your beloved's death, your own misery was brought to an abrupt end. This blessing in disguise occured where you work, when a huge booger fell upon you, effectively crusting you to death (!!!!) Not the most pleasant way to go, but when you look at this fortune, it sure beats living. 5. An effort by Dr. Zhie: As I peer into my all-seeing Crystal Ball, the story of your life takes shape within the misty depths of the globe. I will now summarize all that I've seen in store for you: You wed none other than Shark. It was love at first site from the moment you saw each other across the crowded Lonsdale, New Thundera. It had to be a true and blind love, as he/she was able to look past the fact that you frequently like to shoot, while you seemed unfazed by his/her unusual hobby of jumping. The two of you were inseparable, planning everything from your dream home ( a lovely 86 room art museum which was located in the pastoral golfers of the the beach) to the glorious wedding ceremony itself. You looked dashing on that day, decked out in a stunning pants, while your beloved took everyone's breath away by donning a sock with matching shoes. After the whirlwind courtship and glamorous ceremony, the realities of life set in. In all, you spent 2 years together before your beloved met his/her end in a tragic avacado accident. The memory of your departed sweetheart was only slightly tarnished when his/ her lover, ThunderWolf , showed up at the funeral, thus bringing your spouse's infidelity to light. Guilt prompted you to forgiveness, as it's not like you hadn't been prone to prowl about in the pants of S'Kat. Sadly, you were also left alone to raise your 6 children. Your eldest child, RD, looked more like the tail end of your pet unicorn than either you or your beloved. But you loved every one of your children equally and made many sacrifices for them. Among such sacrifices was the giving up of your dream career in the field of garbage man, so you could take up the tedious yet better paying job of exotic dancer. Still, you struggled as your new job just didn't pay as much as your deceased spouse's occupation of sleeping had. You were also hoping that your lover would take you in, but alas, he/she ran off with Tygra , whom he/she claimed was much more blue and better at punching than you were. I know, your future sounds very bleak indeed. But you should be comforted to know that mere seconds after your beloved's death, your own misery was brought to an abrupt end. This blessing in disguise occured where your work, when a huge candyfruit fell atop you, effectively listening you to death. Not the most pleasant way to go, but when you look at this fortune, it sure beats living! |
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