I don't know how I would get involved with this but I would surely love to.
Speaking of how great we all are, Pontus and I watch terrible movies together sometimes when we can find a copy that functions for us both happily (torrents don't work for me anymore). We were thinking of going for Nightmare on Elm Street 3 in honor of the remake that will be inevitably awful. Why 3? Why not 2 or 4 or 5? Because it's 3, that's why. Just thought I'd invite you along, although I'm sure you have better to do. I sipped coffee amidst typing this if it makes it any more appealing.
Psh, hardly. If your entire body was burned except your hands, I could say "Your hands aren't burned". That doesn't mean the rest of you ain't! Of course, this is all irrelevant because you are magnificent.
My imagination is part of me and a part of me being called magnificent means I'm being called magnificent and magnesium and Magneto and stuff.
You're not magnificent. Your imagination is.
I've never been called magnificent before. I feel... Orbit White clean.
Your imagination is magnificent, sir!
Hahaha-HAHAAAAAAAAAAA. See, I found it plenty funny. Don't underestimate me!
I made a foot fetish joke today. It's a bit of a complicated background which I can't be bothered to explain, but I assure you it was funny.
We all have a fetish. It's nice to know yours.
