Sans: Hey, Paps! How did your date go?
Papyrus: It went alright! And she asked me to come over to her house later!
Sans: Well remember to always... *pulls out saxophone* PRACTICE SAFE SAX!
Papyrus: ...
Sans: Also, bring some condiments with you just in case--
Papyrus: SANS YOU MOTHER FU--
This joke was cut short by the terrible dog pile that was made in the making of this chapter. Nobody was harmed in the commencing of this joke.
...Except for Sans.
Don't do ketchup, kids.
