Actually, you wouldn’t be wrong. There are polls about this. —LH
Okay, first of all… —Bill
And second of all… —Bebe
Bebe, you don’t even go here. But if it makes you feel any better, you’re third place. Behind Cassius. —LH
Oh, that’s fair. —Bebe
Where do I place on this list?! —Bill
Lanette, come on! I can see you’re still online! —Bill
I must admit, the idea of a blissey playing Doom is rather amusing. Not entirely surprising, of course, because there are quite a few blissey in the league circuit who are known for their insatiable blood lusts, but.
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I must admit, the idea of a blissey playing Doom is rather amusing. Not entirely surprising, of course, because there are quite a few blissey in the league circuit who are known for their insatiable blood lusts, but.
Oh, he’s too proud to do it in public. Private, maybe, and that’s a complete maybe. He prefers taking things in stride and pretending they never happened over admitting he might have made a mistake. —LH
Hey! I’m fully capable of admitting when I’m wrong! —Bill
It took you three years to admit you screwed up an experiment, and you only did because the results were “scientifically interesting.” —LH
Okay, in my defense… —Bill
Agreed. —LH
Hey! —Bill
What do you think the rare stones are for?
Also, since when do you apologize for anything? —LH
Since the person in question could kill my career. Or me. —Bill
Basically. It’s a wonder to watch, dear readers. The grave Bill dug for himself is just … so deep. —LH
If I dig deep enough, maybe I’ll find rare rocks to appease Steven! —Bill
It just keeps getting deeper… —LH
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
What an interesting question and post.
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