Thursday, August 18, 2011

Bad Mojo.

Yes, I adore my baby bear cub from Mt. Hyjal. I cuddle next to my fluffy Winterspring cub. And my Magic Lamp lights my way when I am lost.

But Mojo loves me back.

He be a very horny little toad, mon, and follows me everywhere. Countless hexing sticks were conjured and disenchanted, used up magically, in the search for him. If I am seeking a prince in a kiss, he will never be found behind those warty, moist lips. But he is darling, and loyal, even in his amphibious duality.
Mojo loves Matty.

1 comment:

  1. He is a two-timing toad, though. While waiting for a Zul queue no less than four players kissed him in twenty minutes. Everyone needs good Mojo.


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