Lord WyrmSpawN 
Lingering Wyvern
@Background Pony #18C8
Slow down, before you explode.
Or,
Bit early to put on the pounds for winter.
Slow down, before you explode.
Or,
Bit early to put on the pounds for winter.
Stupid stuff that comes to mind that we want to post
Penguin Dragneel 
The Latest Tax Write-Off
@Background Pony #18C8
I already know. I’m just waiting for when I run out of strips to post before I do those final ones in order.
I already know. I’m just waiting for when I run out of strips to post before I do those final ones in order.
Starcollider 
Me: oh I want to be popular
also me: pls stop faving this pic, I’m tired refreshing the page
also me: pls stop faving this pic, I’m tired refreshing the page
𝐒𝐞𝐚𝐫 
They sicker than a wicked man’s whip
Victims of they hype and of they sycophant’s lip
And underneath the money and the power is the tip
Of something very dangerous and it’s strengthening its grip
And I don’t have to tell ‘em that they turning pale with albinism
I am not their keepers but I keep my own morale
And isn’t everything we do just a matter of decision
So if life is just a prison then I’m breaking out this minute
This an epidemic of the vultures in the playpen
Weasels with a smile and a guile that leaves ‘em vacant
Businessman sticking up the layman out the gate and
Thieves wearing suits but they can never fool the vagrants
And con man bringing ‘em treasures of fool’s gold
CEO’s grinning from swindling stocks cold
Politicians trading their morals for blindfolds
And cowards step aside as the criminal mind holds
Welcome to the jungle where deception is the code
Brother fighting brother as their avarice corrodes
See that evil, speak that evil, be that evil bold
You are not your own and love’s a memory of old
One nation under fraud - the anthem you applaud
Well let this serve to warn, I won’t enable or reward
And let the flies swarm, let the noble die strong
This is my scorn, new day, new dawn
Victims of they hype and of they sycophant’s lip
And underneath the money and the power is the tip
Of something very dangerous and it’s strengthening its grip
And I don’t have to tell ‘em that they turning pale with albinism
I am not their keepers but I keep my own morale
And isn’t everything we do just a matter of decision
So if life is just a prison then I’m breaking out this minute
This an epidemic of the vultures in the playpen
Weasels with a smile and a guile that leaves ‘em vacant
Businessman sticking up the layman out the gate and
Thieves wearing suits but they can never fool the vagrants
And con man bringing ‘em treasures of fool’s gold
CEO’s grinning from swindling stocks cold
Politicians trading their morals for blindfolds
And cowards step aside as the criminal mind holds
Welcome to the jungle where deception is the code
Brother fighting brother as their avarice corrodes
See that evil, speak that evil, be that evil bold
You are not your own and love’s a memory of old
One nation under fraud - the anthem you applaud
Well let this serve to warn, I won’t enable or reward
And let the flies swarm, let the noble die strong
This is my scorn, new day, new dawn
Background Pony #18C8
Background Pony #18C8
Imagine if you will, Cerberus, the three-headed dog that guards the Underworld. But instead of a dog’s body with three heads, what if it had one head…and three butts?
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