Yeeees..just don't think you can pull the wool over my eyes all the time e.e
I've not the slightest Idea what you're talking about.
You wanted penises in your SOUP. You like messing with my head don't you, sir?
I haven't the faintest Idea what you are talking about. I do, however, know that I am mighty hungry, and ready to fix me up a fancy can of beef ravioli.
Okay well, since when were you in to eating penises? Please enlighten your sweetheart v.v
I'm sure you know a few guys who wouldn't miss theirs if it were too... disappear.
Well, I can't do that for you I'm afraid..because I.DON'T.HAVE.ONE.
You got it all wrong. I don't want a penis in my eye. I...want one in my... soup?
I..I didn't follow. . . WAIT, you want a penis in the eye!?!?!!? *hug rejection*
...I'm not entirely sure that's the point I was trying to get across, but what the hell. *hugs*
