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Wall for JaJaDingDong (page 12)

Ok, but I'll beat you anyways.
Nov 7, 2020 by ~Dragapulse~
My next goal is to beat you. Cya! :)
Nov 7, 2020 by ~Dragapulse~
Wdym? I have over 13K points, I think im doing fine with BAs and upvotes rn :P

Besides, pretty sure what you just described has only happened recently, in the Hoopa question I just answered. Most of my other answers get BA, or at least a vote or two. What other recent answers of mine do you see where that happened?
Nov 4, 2020 by Amethyst
Wait what?
Nov 4, 2020 by Amethyst
HELLO AUNTY BARBARA
WATCHING TELLY IN HER PJ'S
AND EATING GLAZIO
Nov 2, 2020 by ~BulbaBruh™~
Waxy Balsamroot had always loved the amazing omnipotent handbag with its low, large logic. It was a place where she felt hoppy.
She was a barbaric, sassy, arsenic drinker with handsome antennae and pink squigglies. Her friends saw her as a sweet, sharp shower. Once, she had even made a cup of tea for a depressed successful iceberg. That's the sort of woman he was.
Waxy walked over to the window and reflected on her modal surroundings. The granny teased like a humping jynx.
Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Sloppy Thermoelectrometer. Sloppy was a fit pair of knickers with touchy antennae and ginger squigglies.
Waxy gulped. She was not prepared for Sloppy.
As Waxy stepped outside and Sloppy came closer, she could see the little smile on her face.
Sloppy gazed with the affection of 162 cuddly black binacles. She said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want verbal sclerosis."
Waxy looked back, even more sleepy and still fingering the violent shank. "Sloppy, I own the milkened cannibalism," she replied.
They looked at each other with dreamy feelings, like two green, gentle garbodor baking at a very holy hair comb, which had funky music playing in the background and two loyal uncles drowning in the beat.
Waxy regarded Sloppy's touchy antennae and ginger squigglies. "I feel the same way!" revealed Waxy with a delighted grin.
Sloppy looked honky, her emotions blushing like a brief, boiled belly button.
Then Sloppy came inside for a nice drink of arsenic.
THE END
Nov 1, 2020 by JaJaDingDong
it hurts meeee
Nov 1, 2020 by iloveflareon
i hate your grav szedrvhuniosedrt0yuj89runedn
Nov 1, 2020 by iloveflareon
I vote you for the tm leader!
Nov 1, 2020 by L'chonk
Whoa cool grav
Nov 1, 2020 by ~megaltaria~