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I am a Deviously Deviant
crazybkb
Female/United States
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Last Visit: 89 weeks ago
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This is the place where you can personalize your profile!
But, how?
By moving, adding and personalizing widgets.
You can drag and drop to rearrange.
You can edit widgets to customize them.
The left side has widgets you can add!
Some widgets you can only access when you get a premium membership.
Some widgets have options that are only available when you get a premium membership.
We've split the page into zones!
Certain widgets can only be added to certain zones.
"Why," you ask? Because we want profile pages to have freedom of customization, but also to have some consistency. This way, when anyone visits a deviant, they know they can always find the art in the top left, and personal info in the top right.
Don't forget, restraints can bring out the creativity in you!
Now go forth and astound us all with your devious profiles!
Once there was a small dog that wanted to be a super hero one day and to save people from crapping themselves silly. This is the story of one small dog that will come to your house soon helping you clean yopur toilet, saving you from the evil germs that live there. Mitsy, a poodle, was walking in an alley so she could get home quicker. SHe wasnt paying any attention to her surroundings. She was to busy thinking about how great it would be to have super duper powers. Up ahead of her, there was a truck that crashed into a building. Mitsy was walking closer and closer, then she realized she was right under the truck. SHe looked up, all of a sudden, the truck exploded. This wasnt no ordinary truck, it was a manure truck. Crap was flying everywhere. And Mitsy was covered in it. She couldnt get the crap off of her. So she started to lick it off. She thought it tasted alittle weird. Not normal. She just kept licking it off. Finally, exausted, she fell dead asleep. When she awoke, she felt as strong as ever. She heard a cry off in the distance. She ran to go see what all the commotion was. But, she started to fly. She was so happy she almost forgot someone needed help. She darted off. She arrived to the place where the sorrowful cry came from. SHe broke in the house. She found a young woman sitting at the toilet, crying. She yelled, "Help me, I was taking a crap and I ran out of toilet paper. Help!!!!!!!!" Mitsy flew to the nearest McDonalds and stole there toilet paper. SHe brought it back to the woman. "Thank you," the woman said, as she started to wipe her butt. Misty flew off in the distance, yet, waiting for another cry for help.