Take her to paladinner and a movie?
(Sorry.)
Maybe they’re just from a sex-positive couple into CGSM.
I never tasted a more delicious pizza than the personal pan pepperoni I earned from absolutely crushing the Book-It program. That big holographic button, covered in achievement stars. The pizza. Pure bliss.
“Birdie…” Ronald muttered, just above a whisper. “Bring me the McHammer.”
“Why Ronald?” the girl could only respond, fear quickly taking over her voice.
The clown ruler dropped his gaze to his oversized shoes. His gloved hand tightened into a fist.
“The Hamburglar has robbed his last fuckin’ meal.”
Of course they can’t find them.
They all shipped out on the (ever-important) Golgafrinchan Ark Fleet Ship B.
Wheat Thiccs…
Southern Discomfort…
Hamburger Hinderer…
After “fear of getting ridiculed or mocked” I’d also add “or told you’re going to go to hell.”
Ugh.
“There was a hole here. It’s gone now.”
The microwave at the Future Gadgets Lab is about to experience one hell of an upgrade.
Furry Rosencrantz and Guildenstern: “Just vibe.”