*adds sharks to the river*

It's not as if you can truly tell what kind of bacon we taste like.

 

Hey, that's what I said!  >:(

You probably taste like swiss bacon...

I consider my self fried with BBQ

Nope, that's too big of a responsibility for you.

Really?  And what are you?  Clam?

Nope, I think I'm more like a bland flavor you know, chicken or something. Hot dog maybe?

Too plain.  Give yourself a little credit.

Zy you ninny, you taste like buttery pancakes, I thought everybody knew this.

I guess he never tasted himself to be sure.

I'm pretty sure I've fed him parts of himself before. i could check, but that's over nine thousand posts to go through, despite what my profile and member ranking say  >:(

Well, obviously he doesn't have taste buds.

*pulls out Zy's tongue and nails it to the door of the post office which doesn't work out too well because nowadays they all have glass doors*

Poor guy, he can't even taste his own blood.  :(

Tastes like strawberries!

There he is.

I'm always here.

Only, not always physically. 

I'm all about the spirituality.

And I'm about mentality.

 

Reyler's about physical.

 

We should all get together sometime, see what we make.

Probably a real boy like Pinochio.

Or a real freak like Gallagher. 

Since when is Pinochio not a freak?

Good point.

Yup, an excellent comma.