As the title suggests, I will be transforming any of your pictures into works of art. I will be using some very fancy programs like Microsoft Paint and Google Images. To enter, simply post any picture you want glamorized in the comments, in an image file, so I can copy and paste it ( I can't view attached files for some reason; it says I don't have permission ). 100% satisfaction guaranteed, and you will ℒℴѵℯ the results.
Explain. I see nothing about it being rude. The first picture I made had references to Satan; why does the dog bother you?
I'm guessing the dog was being referred to roblox. I wouldn't want people editing a picture of my dog and make it look like he is smoking weed.
Roblox posted two pictures of a dog ( assuming it was his ) and took it down for some reason. If he wants me to take the one I made down, I will. For now, please stop being a killjoy and plaguing my thread with sadness
Well then. This thread kind of turned into a mess. When Roblox posted his pictures, he did not tell me that he had lost his dog, so you can't blame me on that- but, I have taken responsibility and deleted it, and for anyone who has quoted it, please delete that post also. To Roblox, Sorry about your dog and my post portraying it in such a rude way. If I had known you had lost it, I wouldn't have done something so appalling as to depict your dog like that. When I lost my cat, Simba, about 2 years ago, I didn't know what to do. I found him in my bathroom limping, trying to get to his food. I knew something was wrong, so I begged my mom to take him to the veterinarian. The car ride there was probably the worst thing I've ever experienced. An hour of me in the car holding my dying cat in my lap, listening to his cries of pain. When we arrived at the vet, my mom did some paperwork, and I brought my cat in. I was shocked, disappointed, and worried all at the same time when a nurse came out and requested I give her my cat. I really didn't want to, and I started crying and gave her my cat. While she was taking my cat into the back room, me and my cat looked directly at each other, while he was meowing in the most horrible way, like "Chris, how could you give me up like this? Where are they taking me? It hurts so much, please help me!" It made me feel like the most selfish person in the entire world, like I had just given up my cat so they could fix him. I wish I could have told my cat that I couldn't have done anything in my power to help him. After that, and another 30 minutes of bawling my eyes out sitting in the car waiting for my mom, the vet said it would take a while, so my mom thought it would be a good idea to get some ice cream to try and cheer us up. I sat in the car while she went in to get it, and that's when it happened. The vet called and told me ( who they thought was my mom ) that my cat had stopped breathing, and asked if we wanted them to give him CPR. I looked away for 5 seconds and rethought my entire life and what I was going to do without my sweet cat, and got back on the phone and said yes, and instantly hung up. When my mom came back out I told her what happened, and she started crying to. Simba was an amazing cat, and I'm sure our little pet ghosts are happy, playing together somewhere knowing that their friends did the best for them while they were here with us. Once again, I really am sorry.
