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Frogg

@protoplasmic10

I draw stuff while The Gonk plays 24/7 inside my head.

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Visto en Indeed Argentina, la consultora es People Employ. Parece un mal chiste pero no. Encima que esté todo en mayúsculas lo hace un poco más ridículo aún

Visto en <a href="/Indeed/">Indeed</a> Argentina, la consultora es People Employ. Parece un mal chiste pero no. Encima que esté todo en mayúsculas lo hace un poco más ridículo aún
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The stranger appeared one night, after several of the town's children had vanished inexplicably. Without a word he knocked down the mayor’s door and dragged him off screaming into the night. What we found in his basement told us enough. We never saw either of them again.

The stranger appeared one night, after several of the town's children had vanished inexplicably. Without a word he knocked down the mayor’s door and dragged him off screaming into the night. What we found in his basement told us enough. We never saw either of them again.
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Desert folk are experts at hunting the great beasts that live deep in the sands. With their specialized weapons and hook-claws, they can climb any creature and bring it down with a few well-placed blows.

Desert folk are experts at hunting the great beasts that live deep in the sands. With their specialized weapons and hook-claws, they can climb any creature and bring it down with a few well-placed blows.
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It was during the days when the sun and skies blackened that it all began: the frightful voices and the disappearances. Only the knight answered our pleas for help. He didn’t say or ask for anything, but neither did he complain when all of us that remained started following him.

It was during the days when the sun and skies blackened that it all began: the frightful voices and the disappearances. Only the knight answered our pleas for help. He didn’t say or ask for anything,  but neither did he complain when all of us that remained started following him.