anytime anyꙮne hates any ꙮf my pꙮsts i say "lꙮꙮks like i ruffled sꙮme feathers there" and then put ꙮn my sunglasses and get ꙮn my mꙮtꙮrcycle flamethrꙮwer jetski helicꙮpter and ride ꙮff intꙮ the sunset withꙮut leaving a trace
- The Non-Mystical Regular Guy Man