*ur sword's fist bump actually slice thru my own fist and down my arm, which peels like banana* what hav u done?! but wait wahtss this? *inside my arm is a smaller arm, diminuitive in size but strong, and made of gold* life is cray, amigo. 2 cray mebbe. 2cray4w0rdz. *fist bump you w/ gold limb, diamonds emerge from ur pores* yo sell those or something, buy urself something nice. peace
*flight of the valkyries is sang by eunuch school children as i step into your profile* *i pull off my sunglasses and unsheath my sword (which is also wearing sunglasses) and skewer a jelly alien that was in your profile wreaking havoc* supppp my bro *my sword fist bumps you and then puts the jelly alien into bowls for everyone to eat like a soup kitchen* haps is naps and craps nothin 2 crazy u?
*fanfare of trumpets masks the squeakin of my unicycle wheel as I enter ur profile page* oh he-whoa! *crash into bandstand, kinda awkwardly limp over* oh hey chap, whats the happy haps?
hugs
you give me a lot of rep. i like you
*paraglides out of a helicopter into UR profile* hey there pup wazup. *lights your cigar and slips on sunglasses* *revvs up big ass motorbike and rides off into sunset*
*skateboards onto ur profile* NICE CAGE GIRL BRO WELL SAYONARA I GUESS *kickflips out of sight*
