Precocious Spell Casting , by Andrew_Rymill |
This is just to say I conjured accidentally a dragon in the refrigerator. It ate the baby sitter when she opened the door expecting a snack and not in becoming one. Forgive me by now I am assured by referencing the diagrams from the refrigerator’s user manual that the dragon’s breath must be so very cool. |
Posted: 2015-05-06 19:19:13 UTC |
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