A Word from Mr. Kaezrer: Greetings. We sure have fun here, don't we? I'd like to think so.
But this time. This time was not so fun. What made it not so fun? Lhaharl. Now don't paint me incorrectly, there's no way things would look this astonishing without her or her magical (I'm thinking Argon's tears as a base) markers, her keen perception for constructive input, and her inability to irrationalize, but she was all like: "THAT LAST BALLOON NEEDS SPIKES." And I was all back-saying: "Okay." But until I used a preset spike balloon, she kept saying "NEEDS MORE SPIKE."
It's like with her around things get done correctly. How am I suppose to goof off and be messy when she's using her comic LOGIC on me? Empathize with me, however brief and misplaced.
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