While climbing, Jake and I were BURIED IN AN AVALANCHE! As ghosts who cannot perish due to hypothermia, we simply had to eat our way out, Very Hungry Caterpillar style. We attempted to administer the memory of some blue raspberry syrup on our neverending snowcones, but the impact was minimal. :( It was my fault. I told him a joke so hysterical he disrupted the shifting snowbanks with his raucous laughter. Still! No better way to spend two hours than munching slush with your best pal!
It is not.
My, my. Are you seeing this @giddyGallivanting ? Your hubby here is going on and on about my clothing as he is. A 'little girl's ascot'! As if anything would be wrong with that. You should really wrangle in his misogyny. I've heard recently that it's a poor look.
Its misandry actually because im razzing you! Unless you have something to tell me in which case ill be a perfect gentleman and *ahem* lay off... *adjusts bowtie*!
You have teeth like a warthog also. You can eat corn through a picket fence.
Doing little roleplay actions on your post completely negated anything you could have possibly said.
Very original to pick at a man's natural traits. They're considered very handsome by troll standards, actually.
I grow bored of your wrigglerish barbs, Mr. English. I will leave you to the Void's incomprehensible stare in the face of your own imminent dissolution into nothing. We likely won't talk again. Goodbye.