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Hobby artist, hobby photographer, passionate human being.

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Thank you for faving my Loki drawing! :dummy:

Gerne, gerne! Du hast den Gesichtsausdruck so super eingefangen! :la:

Aww... vielen lieben Dank! :hug:

Thanks for the llama 😍

I knew a llama once. Complicated fellow. Went by Albert. Odd name for a llama. Stranger still, the name on his harpoon gun license was Kevin. The license could have been fake, or stolen, but the DNA test came back with the same answer. Kevin Llamason. 73. Organ donor. Person of Interest.

Very suspicious.

But it wasn't enough to evict him. His references were checkered. His credit was good. Better than mine, even. So I let him stay. Pending the results of a series of wacky physical challenges to determine roommate compatibility. Standard tests really. Belching, licking and hairiness, determined by a painstaking strand count. Tolerance to noxious bodily stench. Turing. All failed. He blamed his allergies. Lightweight.

But I was willing to overlook that. A good roommate can be like a brother-in-law for life. It's all about compromise. Which he was unwilling to do. Spitting. It's a disgusting habit and he demanded that I stop. He could not be moved on this one point. Very unreasonable. No flexibility.

So under the cover of high noon, he fled. He took with him a failed friendship, an obviously optimistic dread of the future and my sixth favorite toothbrush! I have never felt so betrayed. That toothbrush was like a toothbrush to me. But at least he's gone. And good riddance. That guy was way too much of a chick magnet, and who needs that poultry drama? ヽ(ಠ_ಠ)ノ

Not gonna lie, the toothbrush thing would have been a reason to call the police; at least for me. Hell, if anybody is to touch my sixth favourite toothbrush, I'm gonna hunt them down! Worse if was my eigth favourite; I'd ran berserk! But you are obviously a better person than me.

Oh, by the way, I've once read in the Encyclopeadia of Dead Languages that Kevin was a version of Albert in Common Britonic that was spoken in eastern parts of Britain. So maybe he came from an old family of Cumbric llamas. You do know that llamas are actually of celtic origin, right? They crossed the sea approx. 450 BC in something they call the Great Swim. Researchers are not entirely sure how it worked, but they found evidence of highly advanced rafts that resembled Solar barques of the old egyptians.

Anyways, glad you shared your story and I'm sorry you had to go through this. Don't worry, there is a llama for al of us; the next one might be the one! (⌒‿⌒)