You know why!
So this discomfort, it’s a lady thing?
I want her to make a lot.
I want to build a robot.
I want to go to the plot of…
It was typed up on a computer. Of course, he had another copy.
Why are you writing so much?
She wants to create a buffer for the blog so that she can do other things.
Oh no! What can the matter be. Oh no blah blah blah blah blah blah blah.
I think that she has a really bad headache.
I think that there are too many dumplings inside her right now.
What should we do?
That bed is so frilly.
Such a frilly bed. Looks like a massive dust trap to me.
A nightmare to clean.
This way, even though marshmallows.
Oh, now we’re having a sugar high that’s going to be fun.
I was being sarcastic.
Type this up already god dammit.