NOPE...!!!! Sorry, fluffy-doodle, but those are meant for women, so they're quite yours, so you can hush and cram t!!Dream...on! I killed it. The press on nails are yours! So hush it!
Like I said they're yours then.lmaoNo they ain't! My nails are too small for those things! They're super duper extra large for more manly hands.
Keep it civil, Fluffy, my name is Chuck. Sor*rolls eyes at Chuckles* Whatever, Chuckles, I still killed the thread.
Ha! Like you had real viable weapon to kill it either, which you don't, which means you are a total failure at thread killing. I killed it.*puts anti saliva visor down* Say it! Don't spray it! Though your mouth is unusually juicy, you couldn't drown a thread in it. That's your only weapon and it did nothing to the thread. Hence why I had to smother it in chocolaty wonder.
Oh no you did-nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnttttttttt!!!!!!!No. You didn't. I did.
Oh no you did-nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnttttttttt!!!!!!!
I killed it, and you'd better adjust or bamboo cane is gonna meet your obstreperous hind quarters again.
Oh no you did-nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnttttttttt!!!!!!!
The powerful and mighty......and extremely charming and intelligent HOSS killed it, and you'd better adjust or bamboo cane is gonna meet your obstreperous hind quarters again.
Yeah, IF I WAS IN A HOME for anything other than delivery of which I do. You dear child however, have been in the make birdhouse out of popscicle sticks ward, and as a result of maximum lithium and poor institutional food you now hallucinae into thinking you killed anything other than time., I will go to DQ for my regal dessert of shakes and ice creamcake anytime I wish unlike YOU who has to wait for a nurses birthdayNow MC Chuckles you know the people who run your group home don't allow you to have bamboo for anything other than basket weaving. Hush it before I snitch on you then there'll be not dessert for you tonight.
I killed the fearsome thread! I and I alone!
Tsk, tsk, tsk, Senor Vacquero Bisexuale, you actually made me laugh with. that whole bit.Honestly, you and your med deprive fantasies get more & more humorous as you dry outNOw now Chuck. there's no need to threaten with your sexual peccadilloes to the lady.......unless she insists.
SO as I was saying, the thread is now dead. I killed it! yes, I confess I did it in the library with the butter knife while the Mrs.Plum and Colonel Mustard watched.
You won't find the remains, I have disposed of them in the most proper and elegant way and in a location you will never find......even if I drew you a map.
THREAD IS NO LONGER A THREAT, THREAD IS DEAD!
***Smirks at Fluffy for talking to her Winnie the Pooh Bear*** Fluffy, honey, I have no need for any "Naughty Corner" as so you so euphemistically put it. I am a full adult in all my faculties and skills. YOU however are still in denial over the fact that you can't kill anything.No you didn't. You're the one fibbing here, MC. Now stop it and go sit in the naughty corner for the next forty-five minutes quietly. I killed the thread and that's all there is to it.
YOU. Quiet, As of right now. No thread killer here when you talk.You keep right on dreaming that dream, MC, because that is the only place you'll be killing this here thread. I dead-ed it and that's the truth!