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DaSnackDatSmilesBack
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"Mom to 87 stuffed animals"
# Statistics
Favourites: 214; Deviations: 7; Watchers: 10
Watching: 34; Pageviews: 2512; Comments Made: 397; Friends: 34
# Comments
Comments: 27
Unfortunately, my real name will be in the "real name" slot rather than "I'm bored", from this point on.
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*falls out of chair in surprise, yet again*
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Da snack that smiles back, goldfish!Β Β
Sorry, I had to. XD
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Actually, it's about time someone said that.
Thanks for the llama.
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YOUR NEW RUBY AVATAR IS MY RELIGION NOW.
I DIDN'T KNOW YOU LIKED RWBY.
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I LOVE RWBY YOU KIDDING???
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NOPE. NOPERINO.
*drinks bottled Canada Dry Qrow Branwen style*
I was in L.A. last month, and I accidentally made my abuela love RWBY.
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Haha it's nice to see a fan here! I visited Rooster Teeth once since a teacher I knew has a friend who works there and it was so cool!Β
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Whaaat??? I'm so jelllllllyyyyyyy.
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No hay problema, mi amiga!
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Thanks for the llamaΒ
I knew a llama once. At least I thought I knew him. I mean, how well can anyone really know anyone, much less a llama. With their air of mystery and thinly veiled contempt. Itβs hard. But I digress.
His name was Kevin. But for reasons I will never understand, he would only ever answer to Albert. Identity issues aside, things started out okay. The usual introductory sniffing and sneezing went well, despite his allergies. But then things started going downhill during the ritual licking phase of the pleasantries. We pushed through. And had it not been for the spitting, we might have even been able to make it work, but alas, after just 3 seconds of bittersweet brotherhood, we finally decided to part ways. Itβs kind of sad, when you think about it. Spitting seems like such an innocent thing to fight over, but he was pretty adamant that I should stop and that was just never going to happen. We might have overcome that issue, but Kevin, like all llamas, was very competitive. First came the stench competitions. Then it was belching contests. And lastly, a painstaking count to see which one was hairier. You can clearly see why our relationship was doomed. The poor fellow was a bit of a sore loser.
So he snuck out, taking with him a failed friendship, an obliviously optimistic dread of the future, and my sixth favorite toothbrush. Now that he is gone, I can honestly say, it's for the best. He was too much of a chick magnet anyway and who needs that poultry drama?Β
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Sorry about the late reply. Working on the backlog. 
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Oh shoot, this is awkward; When and why, pray tell, did I give you a llama? Β
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Not to worry, you couldn't have known about my tragic backstory. I forgive you.
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A beautiful albeit tragic tale, my friend.
No need to apologize for your timing.
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Thanks for understanding and the compliment.
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I got my ass booted from DeviantArt.
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do u have discord??? honestly i wont pressure it out of you but im really curious to know what you did
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