Sometimes I rattle the cage and beat my head uselessly against its bars, but sometimes, I can shake one loose and use it as a dildo.
... And it's not even February yet. Shit.
EoC, you are the bane of my existence.
EoC doesn't make creepy.EoC makes creepy worse.
the afflicted persons get hold of and consume carrots even in socially quite unacceptable situations.
Sorry to hear that, Roger.
Oh, and my matriarch has a vestigial penis.
It's good that you're aware of the patterned thinking, and doing what you can to combat it. Take care of yourself.
Sorry to hear that, Roger.I'm totally a plotting hyena, though. Not against you, but yeah, always plotting, always with the sinister laugh.Oh, and my matriarch has a vestigial penis.
Anyone ever think about how Richter inhabits the same reality as you and just scream and scream and scream, but in a good way?
Hang in.For what it's worth, if I ever decide to enact your demise you will have warning so we can build huge fucking horrormechs and duke it out in the desert with proper film coverage.
Aw Rog, sorry to hear your head's buzzing. You kick ass and I hope you feel better soon.
And while you're worried everyone's plotting, I'm sitting here, worried that I come of as offensive, obnoxious and stupid to everyone I meet. I feel ya, dog.