[Why is she out to ruin his SOUL?! Not to mention his windpipe. He'd choked on a chicken salad sandwich and hacks for a good five minutes to ensure his continued existence is going to happen.]
Don't blame me. Blame our father. I was minding my own business and then suddenly I'm being buried in puppets. Or I guess plush toys is more of an accurate description but the point still stands.
so youre basically telling me bros in the vicinity and to watch the ceiling for scuttling spider ninjas dont even pretend you didnt enjoy the puppets because i know where you got your creepy from and it wasnt mom
i dont even want to know youre imagining in fact lets just focus on the usual banter i had a kermit dong drag across my agonized face being buried in a rumpus of plush rumps with quivering noses we cant even pretend are just renditions of pinocchio all pointed at them yeah i cant even guess why i would bitch about it
no one can control him but youre the new shiny on the block attract his attention like some bird of paradise flap around and dance in the trees like hey dude look over here hey hey hey that isnt love its torture of the polyfil kind
Not that I know of, no. I'm not sure how he managed it, but then he's Bro. Dad's always got some way to get us. You should know that better than anyone. And I mean honestly with all the different types of Pokemon at his disposal to help him accomplish the impossible??
Well I've been...writing a book. A non-tentacle, no magic porn book. And I...might be interested in getting some opinions on what I have so far. If you would be interested in reading it.
Hey, if you're more interested in the porn I have a lovely story about two boys named Jean and Dale. I'm sure you'd find Dale and his stoic, sunglasses wearing attitude to be enthralling. ;) Cool, thank you. I'll pass you the notebook then.
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I'm up to my wrist in puppet tentacles.
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Why that.
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Why.
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what the hell rose
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Blame our father.
I was minding my own business and then suddenly I'm being buried in puppets.
Or I guess plush toys is more of an accurate description but the point still stands.
August 10th; Text
dont even pretend you didnt enjoy the puppets
because i know where you got your creepy from and it wasnt mom
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I honestly don't see what you were complaining about all our lives.
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in fact lets just focus on the usual banter
i had a kermit dong drag across my agonized face
being buried in a rumpus of plush rumps with quivering noses we cant even pretend are just renditions of pinocchio all pointed at them
yeah i cant even guess why i would bitch about it
August 10th; Text
Why would you complain about something as enjoyable as that?
I would love to experience being surrounded by such cute plush toys.
August 10th; Text
tell him to focus it all on you
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One, why would I deprive you of his love?
Two, you really think I can control him?
August 10th; Text
no one can control him
but youre the new shiny on the block attract his attention like some bird of paradise
flap around and dance in the trees like hey dude look over here hey hey hey
that isnt love its torture of the polyfil kind
August 10th; Text
It's love in it's purest form.
And I can try, but I make no promises.
August 10th; Text
all of it
so seriously why are you in a pile of push
is bro seriously around
August 10th; Text
I'm not sure how he managed it, but then he's Bro.
Dad's always got some way to get us.
You should know that better than anyone.
And I mean honestly with all the different types of Pokemon at his disposal to help him accomplish the impossible??
August 10th; Text
i hadnt thought of lil cal the shuppet in a while
now i cant get it out of my head
August 10th; Text
...say. I might be able to get that image out of your head, if you're interested in doing me a favor.
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A non-tentacle, no magic porn book.
And I...might be interested in getting some opinions on what I have so far.
If you would be interested in reading it.
August 10th; Text
are you sick
are you dying
yeah sure ill read it
August 10th; Text
I'm sure you'd find Dale and his stoic, sunglasses wearing attitude to be enthralling. ;)
Cool, thank you.
I'll pass you the notebook then.
August 10th; Text
youre not seriously writing porn of me and john are you
this is revenge for drinking from the carton last week isnt it
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