twitchquotes:I love salt too.” Reynad confessed, as he slipped his feminine hand into Kripp’s and smirked. “Are you trying to top-deck me?” protests Kripparroni, as Saltnad blushes, the boyish figure undressed before Kripp. “Weak tempo play, Reynad.” The two kissed, deeply and passionately, and for a moment the two felt unsalted.
I love salt too.” Reynad confessed, as he slipped his feminine hand into Kripp’s and smirked. “Are you trying to top-deck me?” protests Kripparroni, as Saltnad blushes, the boyish figure undressed before Kripp. “Weak tempo play, Reynad.” The two kissed, deeply and passionately, and for a moment the two felt unsalted.
twitchquotes:Kripp, I was on your channel earlier and one of your older videos caught my eye. It was you and Krippi beating inferno hardcore Diablo. Now that was intense. Over 15 minutes of pure battle and you didnt let up for a second. Now I have to ask, how did you fall from grace? All these intense world firsts under your belt and now you just play a childrens card game and peddle mobile games. Its like seeing a hero from your childhood being stuck in a retirement home.
Kripp, I was on your channel earlier and one of your older videos caught my eye. It was you and Krippi beating inferno hardcore Diablo. Now that was intense. Over 15 minutes of pure battle and you didnt let up for a second. Now I have to ask, how did you fall from grace? All these intense world firsts under your belt and now you just play a childrens card game and peddle mobile games. Its like seeing a hero from your childhood being stuck in a retirement home.
♿ Kripp druid coming through ♿ watch out at rank 22 ♿
twitchquotes:♿ Kripp druid coming through ♿ watch out at rank 22 ♿
♿ Kripp druid coming through ♿ watch out at rank 22 ♿
Kripp's Sellout Castle
twitchquotes:It is the year 2016, the Paparrian waits patiently outside Kripp's Sellout Castle. The butler, Trump, opens the door and bows, "His Grace will see you now." Trump brings the Papa into Kripp's throne room, where he sits on a jeweled throne with the Succubus. "Kripp, my son," begins the Papa, but Trump interrupts, "You must pay to speak."
It is the year 2016, the Paparrian waits patiently outside Kripp's Sellout Castle. The butler, Trump, opens the door and bows, "His Grace will see you now." Trump brings the Papa into Kripp's throne room, where he sits on a jeweled throne with the Succubus. "Kripp, my son," begins the Papa, but Trump interrupts, "You must pay to speak."