I think I'm scaring the other Lonika ( the one that isn't you). Why are we tagged as friends again?
I just tag things as ‘lonika’s [adjective(s)] friends’ when my friends are being [adjective(s)]. The real Lonika tagged like, 4 posts with ‘lonika’s dumb friends’ a couple years ago and i just copied her.
Happy Holidays, everyone, and welcome to the first ever Land of the Gods Holiday Giveaway!
Every day of December up through Christmas Eve, I’ll be giving away a free digital copy of Land of the Gods, the Zelda-inspired concept album! The rules for the contest are simple:
Each day a post will be made. You must reblog that post to be eligible for the days contest. At the end of that day, a winner for the specific post will be selected at random. Each contest will end around 9 PM Pacific time, though I can’t make any guarantees.
DO NOT PRESUME TO USURP MY IDENTITY YOUNG ONE. I AM TOO GREAT FOR YOU TO COMPREHEND.
Your identity? I was Lonning it up before you were even born, kidarooni. I am the true Lonika, the Alpha Lonika and the Omega Lonika. I came from Planet Lonika many ages ago to grace this world with my presence and my name. You just copied me when you were born because you wanted to be cool like muaw (‘muaw’ is ‘me’ in French).
Fry and Laurie is the name of the show not the pairing you dummy. Fine you can write about plant shoots doing unspeakable things on your own, erotica's for amateurs anyway. Merry not even Christmas and goodnight.
It's getting near to Christmas so I decided to get you a gift. And what gift could be greater than showing an interest in your interests? So i'm going to give you some help with that erotic plant fiction I know you've been working on. "I've got a hose full of highest quality fertilizer nature can offer, for you my little sapling." Just throw that in wherever you want it, or are saplings and buds off limits? Not quite sure how this works.
Saplings are 100% off-limits. And who just makes porn as a Christmas present? I bet you’ll get more enjoyment making this than I’ll get from reading it, weirdo.
You tell that shiteater Tatsuro is a prince among peasants. A sovereign supported by smooth R&B tracks pulled from the wet dreams of The Isley Brothers and Bobby Caldwell. Tatsuro, Japanese sex god of the G.I Disco; begotten in the cold, groovy void before our feeble mortal minds could understand just how funky he is.
I’ll make that shiteater wish they were never born. Team Tats forever.