Bunny and qwertysaur.
Polls are the nectar of gods.
Polls are pretty hip and cool.
Polls are more than adequate; semi-good, if you will.
Polls are the epitome of average.
Polls are like that itch on your knee that keeps coming back.
Polls make my whiskers shiver in protest.
Polls are a blight on all that is good and sacred.
I comb the hair on the back of my head with the spines of my victims.
Bunny and qwertysaur.
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