Meat Puppet
is smoother than a Sky Pirate. You know. Balthier. Not Vaan.

One bullet for you and one bullet for me, let's settle this.

pfffffffffffffffft *plop

This is why I can’t have nice things.

When you live in Wanganui, Palmerston North is a big deal.

Man, you're a vengeful, vengeful man. Don't ever wanna get on your bad side

I thought I missed it on the first run, you know? I thought I just hadn’t seen it, and skipped over it. Optimism had me turning around, but alas... now I’m struck with nauseating revelations. And who is to blame? The weak and probably innocent, of course. That‘s one advantage of being bigger than the nerds: when something gets you mad, you can just go punch on of them in the ribs. BAM. Still upset? Punch another. Or take something from it, and taunt it with the stolen something... possibly even resorting to destroying that particular stolen something while the nerd watches. Some may think that this could be a calculator, or an electronic diary, or a book of algebra... those are all OK, but are far too replaceable. Go for something with some sentimental value. A doll his ill sister made for him? Good. A picture of her dead mother? Great! In the end, it’s really all up to you and your imagination, constricted only with what you are presented with (and sometimes this can be more than it seems!) Have fun, even though I don’t know what I’m writing about, or who to. Or why, really. I don’t know anything anymore.

Let's open a Hat Restaurant, then. In Palmerston North. And we'll call it Fisherman's Hat On A Table.

:wheelbarrow:

(tell him amputation is the only solution )

If your arm itches what do you do? I mean you can't very well scratch it, can you? ...or can you? I don't know, I am at my wit's end. Help me, Auntie Puppet!