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WE'RE HIRING

WE'RE HIRING

Remember when Rocks was a Game?

The bigger the Rock?

The longer they laid out?

The other one was declared the Winner?

The Rolling Down the Hill their way...

You can always inquire?

If you've interested in Soldiering...

​​​​​​We're Ten Levels Up from them...

Take your time...

Have you done the Free Taining?

If you've midway...

Past all of the Weaponry nonsense...

​​​​​​Fun and Free...

We may need Soldiers...

God likes Multiplication...

Some people like Division...

Some people don't mind subtraction and loss...

I don't see a thing wrong with Adding...

sparrowsong Ice Queen

 

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There are many who do it to hurt God...

They don't care about anyone's life...

How do you talk them out of killing you if you should happen to meet?

Do you think God's heart probably isn't broken?

If you never gave your heart in the first place...

Someone will give theirs...

It's gets a kiss and is held like a Teddy Bear...

Dare anyone to take it away...

No take backs...

Refunds aren't the favorite...

sparrowsong Ice Queen

 

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