I was only trying to make her feel better, If you don’t think I should be able to do that, then ignore it.
It’s more the comments on the end of both sentences that bother me.
so i can make out with her, but not him? i’m confused… either way i get some… hmm…
No no. You can make out with whoever.
I just don’t wanna hear those little lovey-dovey affixes on sentences.
/me looks around
i think i will murder the cheese
I produce cheese.
can i kill some?
“Silly customer. You cannot hurt the cheese.”
“A Mounds Bar is not a sprinkle. A Twizzler is not a sprinkle. A Jolly Rancher is not a sprinkle sir. Perhaps in Shangri-la they are, but not here.”
/me dances around nekkie
come to me oh might cheese
moo!
MOOOOOOOOO!!!
cough Gin.
I’m feeling slighty happy and sad right now. Happy: I have three shirts from the Wauwatosa Apple store. Sad: no one ever licks my ribs.
it tickles. and besides, they’re my ribs. MINE.
seecret saaauce
I have ribs too…
yeah, but you probably get them licked all the time.
yes, but I am suffering from lack of licking now.
My ribs are becoming dry.
Wait your turn, elder sir. Some of us never have our ribs licked. Even with tasty sauce!
not even by cats?
i don’t want my ribs licked…
I’ll have a Burger with a side of fries and a Strawberry Shake Super sized… Hold da ribs…