♠ hated by @charmHer
YAPPING AND YAPPING. LIKE THE BITCH YOU ARE. I'M NOT WASTING A SINGLE PAN CELL READING ALL THAT. YOU SHOULD BE GRATEFUL. IF I HAD. I MIGHT BE TILTED. I MIGHT BE HUNTING YOU DOWN. TO GIVE YOUR WALKSTEM HINGES. A REAL FELT WELCOME. THEY'RE PRESENTLY RECEIVING THE OLD 「NUMBER SEVEN SPECIAL.」 IN THE REALITY WHERE MY BULBS STEEPED A MOMENT TOO LONG. IN YOUR FLOOD OF MEANINGLESS PISS.
YOU WANT ME SO BAD IT MAKES YOU LOOK STUPID.
Some have taken notice that the Felt has acquired a new member. I use the word “member” generously. Roewzi Charms has not been appointed, inducted, assigned a number, or given a purpose, but has nevertheless attached himself to our organization with the confidence of a decorative seal upon an impressive envelope. He claims not to have read its contents, yet we will determine the truth of that, won’t we? He advertises our personnel, manufactures their insignias, and invokes our names with such relentless enthusiasm that correcting the misconception would be considerably more difficult than simply allowing it to become true. Fortunately, his peculiarities are largely productive, and as a result, I have opted not to remove him from the roster of authorities with whom I pursue our greater ambitions. His innumerable qualities and metaphorically innumerable hands remain both of interest and of use. His attention is exacting beneath all of that noise. His capacity to make himself indispensable borders on admirable. Welcome, Mr. Charms. May your stay be comfortable and your loyalty unwavering.
₍^. .^₎⟆ !sss the heat go!ng to my pan or !sSSS a gold !n my commentss ask!ng to l!ck my sssweat?꠹