Agreed. —LH
Hey! —Bill
Agreed. —LH
Hey! —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
Safety tip for those of you with technologically-minded pokémon: always enable safe search and parental controls. Always.
Doubly so if your pokémon is a gardevoir.
I’m not sure I should take this as a comfort, but thank you?
More pokémon! Splendid!
Hello, Porygon Collective! It’s wonderful to m—
What.
They don’t know me.
(No, literally, they don’t. Or do I have pokémon readers besides the occasional rotom or porygon? That would be interesting, actually…)
They’re pokémon. All of them are furries.
Or perhaps not. I’m not entirely sure about the terminology, contrary to popular belief.
I should really hope not. Otherwise, I’d have a lot of blocking to do.
You have a point there.
Why do your eevee put up with you? —LH
Did you miss the part where I also spoil them to ridiculous degrees? They own my soul, Lanette. I’ve come to terms with this. —Bill
Wings of Ho-oh, this again. For the last blazing time, stay away from my pond.