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Excuse me, I dislike medicine! T~T | |
Excuse me, but I've gotten used to it. Having medicine around the house all the time helps. <.< | |
Excuse me, but you're making a scene! | |
Excuse me, but that's only till the neighbours die of fright. | |
Excuse me, they could hurry it up at least. | |
Excuse me, but you need to call the Clown with a tear away face. Here in a flash and gone without a trace. >.> | |
Excuse me, but I think xmbts should call Ghostbusters.. the NBC Clown doesn't really answer his phone.. | |
Excuse me, I don't know what you're talking about. | |
Excuse me, but the shadow in the moon at night is filling your dreams to the brim with fright. | |
Excuse me, you're very good at rhyming. | |
Excuse me, but tender lumplings are everywhere. Life's no fun without a good scare. | |
Excuse me, That was so scary I need to go change my clothes........>.> | |
Excuse me, you have bird poop on your head. | |
Excuse me, but that's not bird poop. It's Eagle Poop. There's a difference! In honour! | |
Excuse me, Birds are still birds! | |
Excuse me! But that's like saying that a tank is a car! D: | |
Excuse me, a tank is a car! it's just a heavily armored car with guns :P | |
Excuse me but I have epilepsy. | |
Excuse me, I cause a lot of people to have seizures. | |
Excuse me! But that's an accurate description. >:c | |
Excuse me, but I think you are standing on my shadow. | |
Excuse me, my shadow is on the ceiling somehow... | |
Excuse me I feel violently ill. | |
Excuse me but that's no good! D: *gives you medicine and makes soup for you* *gives soup* D: | |
Excuse me, but could you please make some soup for me? | |
*makes you soup* *gives it to you* =3 | |
Arigatou gozaimasu! Excuse me, but could you please make some more? | |
*rolls up sleeves and makes you a potful* o3o *presents it to you in several glass goblets* | |
Thank you, butler. Excuse me, but do you have some bread? | |
*bakes a loaf of bread* *slices it in equal pieces* Here you go, m'Lady. *presents sliced pieces of bread on silverware* | |
Excuse me, where's my share? | |
Excuse me, since when was Paradox your butler? | |
Excuse me, since I started paying him more than you do! | |
Excuse me, Parais mine. *scratches Para's head* | |
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Excuse me, but the Divine Order demands the blaming this mortal who calls himself 'Kross'.