For the rest of the day the King mulled about in a grumpy stupor. He glared at passersby and yelled at them in Purple, a language that is known only to those relating to the throne. It became so bad that his Majesty ended up ranting through dinner in said language.
"Y-your highness?" asked a slightly frightened maid. The king starting yelling at her; this gave way to what sounded like questions. And eventually these questions formed into frantic shakes of the poor maid's shoulders. He seemed to be looking desperately sad at this point, as if talking about some untold love.
"That's it " grumbled Lord Dennis. He licked his lips and dabbe
For Mr. Dennis Floyd Dennis by crzyminifang, literature
Literature
For Mr. Dennis Floyd Dennis
Roses are red
and violets aren't blue
Dennis, you're a jerk,
but I could never hate you.
Your attitude is cold,
and potentially crude,
but your childhood sucked,
which explains why you're rude.
Then along came Booker,
with that hat on his head,
he helped you smile,
and sleep better in bed.
I'm glad he's there
to help brighten your day,
because, let's face it,
your life's pretty gray.
Those damned kids from your town,
who made fun of you for crying,
it's amazing to me
that you even kept trying.
I guess what I want to say,
before my brain gets all cluttered,
is that you're not so bad,
for being a tall bastard.
"And you call yourself The King of Pussy, you faggot" smirked Lord Dennis.
The King blushed and glared at his advisor, flabbergasted. "Fuck you, Dennis! If he says no then we'll die for sure! We shouldn't risk it! I have my prid- I mean, people to think about!" He ran to burst open a window, "MY PEOPLE!" he yelled out in the dome encased kingdom. There was no response, the only sound was of Space Cows mulling about and shitting in the fields. Lord Dennis scoffed.
"Well, even if he does say no, it wouldn't hurt to try, unless you have a better idea?"
His Majesty turned to Sir Joseph, a creepy smile plastered on his face as the sun gliste
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!" yelled a frantic Toggy as he ran through the corridors of the castle, not only trying to rouse the king, but disturbing the sleep of the other inhabitants as well. "You must wake up, Your Majesty! Lord Dennis has called upon an urgent meeting of much . Urgency!" Aside from being the king's fool, Toggy had also been appointed by Lord Dennis as the royal alarm clock. Partly because the king was a stubborn sleeper, but mostly it was because the Lord wanted some kicks and giggles. Although, little did the Lord know, that Toggy literally provided kicks. So, without hesitation, the king's fool burst thr
Once upon time there was a king named Zeggy who ruled the western half of the Space Kingdom. The king was very purple and was ruler of pussy, cats, and pussy cats. All his subjects loved him and his purple glory. Everyone loved him, except his consultant, adviser, and butt-crush, Lord Dennis Floyd Dennis, formally known as Lord Fine Ass. His fine-assed lordship was a melancholic and sarcastic man with a mysterious humor and an even more mysterious background. It is said Lord Fine Ass rode in one day on a hover horse, clad in green, looking for "The idiot King". The Lord's business was never identified due to the King's hasty decision of makin
For the rest of the day the King mulled about in a grumpy stupor. He glared at passersby and yelled at them in Purple, a language that is known only to those relating to the throne. It became so bad that his Majesty ended up ranting through dinner in said language.
"Y-your highness?" asked a slightly frightened maid. The king starting yelling at her; this gave way to what sounded like questions. And eventually these questions formed into frantic shakes of the poor maid's shoulders. He seemed to be looking desperately sad at this point, as if talking about some untold love.
"That's it " grumbled Lord Dennis. He licked his lips and dabbe
For Mr. Dennis Floyd Dennis by crzyminifang, literature
Literature
For Mr. Dennis Floyd Dennis
Roses are red
and violets aren't blue
Dennis, you're a jerk,
but I could never hate you.
Your attitude is cold,
and potentially crude,
but your childhood sucked,
which explains why you're rude.
Then along came Booker,
with that hat on his head,
he helped you smile,
and sleep better in bed.
I'm glad he's there
to help brighten your day,
because, let's face it,
your life's pretty gray.
Those damned kids from your town,
who made fun of you for crying,
it's amazing to me
that you even kept trying.
I guess what I want to say,
before my brain gets all cluttered,
is that you're not so bad,
for being a tall bastard.
"And you call yourself The King of Pussy, you faggot" smirked Lord Dennis.
The King blushed and glared at his advisor, flabbergasted. "Fuck you, Dennis! If he says no then we'll die for sure! We shouldn't risk it! I have my prid- I mean, people to think about!" He ran to burst open a window, "MY PEOPLE!" he yelled out in the dome encased kingdom. There was no response, the only sound was of Space Cows mulling about and shitting in the fields. Lord Dennis scoffed.
"Well, even if he does say no, it wouldn't hurt to try, unless you have a better idea?"
His Majesty turned to Sir Joseph, a creepy smile plastered on his face as the sun gliste
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!" yelled a frantic Toggy as he ran through the corridors of the castle, not only trying to rouse the king, but disturbing the sleep of the other inhabitants as well. "You must wake up, Your Majesty! Lord Dennis has called upon an urgent meeting of much . Urgency!" Aside from being the king's fool, Toggy had also been appointed by Lord Dennis as the royal alarm clock. Partly because the king was a stubborn sleeper, but mostly it was because the Lord wanted some kicks and giggles. Although, little did the Lord know, that Toggy literally provided kicks. So, without hesitation, the king's fool burst thr
Once upon time there was a king named Zeggy who ruled the western half of the Space Kingdom. The king was very purple and was ruler of pussy, cats, and pussy cats. All his subjects loved him and his purple glory. Everyone loved him, except his consultant, adviser, and butt-crush, Lord Dennis Floyd Dennis, formally known as Lord Fine Ass. His fine-assed lordship was a melancholic and sarcastic man with a mysterious humor and an even more mysterious background. It is said Lord Fine Ass rode in one day on a hover horse, clad in green, looking for "The idiot King". The Lord's business was never identified due to the King's hasty decision of makin
Today I have posted pictures.
Someday I will learn how to make an avatar and use it.
Someday I will learn how to make a deviant ID and use it.
And someday I will be less of a noob.
er yea i might have some pictures and stuff posted during the summer im so busy so EVENTUALLY I WILL DO SOMETHING ON THIS ACCOUNT OR SO HELP M ILL GO MAD NOT DOING ANYTHING ON THIS ACCOUNT ON DEVIANT ART
I DONT KNO WHAT TO DRAW GAHHHHH I HAVE NO INSPIRATION NO MOTIVATION I CANT EVEN THINK OF ANY STORIES TO WRITE FOR MY ACCOUTN ON QUIZILLA WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH 8sob* any one got any ideas huh? (also i dont really kno how to draw i need some pointers well i mean i can draw but im not satisfied with it helpers)