*screams*

 

Oh, the pain! The beautiful pain!

 

*sings reyler's praises*

*has meesh speaking in Tongues*

That's just one of many things I can do with my tongue! >.>

Did... did meesh just talk dirty?

 

HA *wins*

*gives reyler "The Prize"*

*gives meesh the one-finger salute*

*gets the hiccups*

Your dirty talk definitely needs some work, though. YE SHALL PRACTICE NIGHTLY

Oh, I shall, shall I? What if I don't?

Then ye shall be SUBPAR and that is unconscionabiggle to golfers everywhere.

I actually really really hate golf.

That's okay, so does anyone with sense.

And then there are those with tents.

I don't hate golf, but then, I'm really poor.

Poor in material wealth, but rich in mucous.

And poor in white-chocolate-chip-Macadamia-nut cookies as well.

NOT A BAD WAY TO BE, THAT

But even the tiny ants in my house liked those cookies.

You're going to judge by the tastes of a species which is essentially an organic robot?

They actually only liked the white chocolate chips, I have to be honest with you.

 

And yes, that's the latest trend.

Well they're welcome to them because, um, ew.

Not nearly as good as Hershey's Special Dark chocolate.

I like the color green more than chocolate.

Oh look, a chocolate Frog *devours you*

*takes pictures and posts them on the internet*