Lay it on the Table
Stuck in the roleplay doldrums
Inevitably, your table will fight and lose against the calendar.
Lay it on the Table
Inevitably, your table will fight and lose against the calendar.
Masks: A New Generation
Me, mask thoroughly pierced: “I’m not owned! I’m not owned!”
Lay it on the Table
I’m just a cape-wearing dirtbag, baby.