

FateA sunny day in the park. There is a single bench CENTRE stage. GOD is sitting on the LEFT side of the bench. He has long, white hair and a long, white beard, and is wearing a simple white robe. He is reading a newspaper. Enter PETER from the RIGHT. He is wearing black pants, leather shoes, a white shirt and a garish, comical tie. He is carrying a paper bag. PETER sits on the bench next to GOD, setting his bag next to him. He folds his hands and admires the weather.Fate
PETER. Beautiful weather today. GOD [focusing on his newspaper]. Mm-hm. PETER. [Extending his hand] The name’s Peter.

hay mucha más gente de lo que yo creí que habría cuando me hice un usuario no esperando encontrar toda la gente que no sabía que iba a encontrar, pero después encontré. (?) Me explico?
lo que quise decir fue te watcheo
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Wield the scepter, steal the crown
Time on the throne is running out .
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When you like cars and trucks, you should check out my gallery!
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We saggis rawk
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Insanity takes it's toll...please have exact change!
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There comes a time when you look into the mirror and realize that what
you see is all that you will ever be. Then you accept it, or you kill
yourself. Or you stop looking into mirrors.
my gallery
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Her name was just a broken sound / A stutter step you hear when you're falling down
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