Remember, Bill. Children read this blog. —LH
Oh, come now, Lanette. You know me better than that. Besides, Steven is unfortunately not interested. Not that I’ve checked (persistently). —Bill
Don’t worry, anonymous. Even if this were true—not that I would know either way, and not that I would judge him for it—there’s nothing wrong with hugging a beldum. The majority of its body is smooth; the spikes are just jutting out of one end. So spiky, no, but long and hard? Absolutely. And I mean that in only one sense, I promise you.
Will of the Titans, I can’t leave you alone for five seconds, can I? That was literally a paragraph that we can’t possibly publish. Literally. A paragraph. —LH
And yet, you let me publish it. —Bill
Only because your mother is reading this, and I’m hoping she’ll deal with you… —LH
Actually, my mother would be thrilled if I knew more about Steven Stone’s beldum cuddling habits, but that’s neither here nor there. —Bill
Gods above. I’m done. —LH