"Burping makes me feel powerful."
Long sigh. "Okay, great."
A long series of burping ensues, I should not be proud that they were all quite loud and long, but I am. After a short intake of breath, I turn to sibling dearest who is trying their hardest to just eat their miniature pizza and flee from the scene as quickly as possible. "I AM THE GREAT AND POWERFUL THUNDER DRAGOOOOOOOON!!!"
I am lucky that Jack, the fortunate weirdo, didn't die from the amazing amount of choking caused by shock and immense laughter.
I am the great and powerful thunder dragon. I have already accepted the fact that the queen's invitation for tea was not lost in the mail or eaten by rogue corgis, I am simply a disgrace to the empire.
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I Say Things Sometimes
Non-FictionIn which I say things that invoke some kind of reaction.
