@truscottisms ; ow ! ow ! * he pouts . he is getting tired of rubbing his arm , so he simply allows it to sting * you're not going to die with horrible dumbo ears ! you have perfectly good ears . i like your ears .
how am i supposed to / trust / / you / ? * she emphasizes each word with another hard smack to oliver’s arm , before crossing her arms indignantly . * this is never going to work . i’m going to die a cat lady with horrible dumbo ears and it’s all your fault .
@truscottisms ; what ?! no ! i like it when you wear your hair up, too ! okay , i panicked ! you made me choose , i was scared you were gonna hit me again if i didn't choose fast enough !
that's what i thought . which is / why / i don't want you anywhere near my set , or my berets , / or / my chocolate fountain . like i said - scram , 99 cent .
@starksmug ; that . . . is very true , and i highly doubt even / i / could convince you otherwise . * she laughs softly * how ' s work been going for you ? anything new i should know about ?