I am not insane. I am throatscratch! I am the pants! I AM RAKKMAN!
Fear the cinnamon sugar swirl. By the Gods, fear it, Laurence.You don't say... Hmm, you appear to be expressing that with much excitement. Whereas I'm responding in a snarky tone. So, who's really insane?
Some folks on the Internet think they're a special GIFT to the world, and others aren't. In this perspective, they're kind of right.oF CouRsE i aM!
...ehehAww, shucks.
In the backyard, buried deep underneath the tree There's a monster, takin' root in the property......Huh. Well, what do ya know? I am. That's new.
Switch FC code: SW-4420-1809-1805Well of course I'm insane. Someone has to be. Otherwise the Molerat Conglomerate will find the Hollow Earth and heavy metal will die.
INSIDE OF YOU THERE ARE TWO WOLVES. BOTH OF THEM WANT YOU TO SHOOT ELVIS."Nah, that's just my human skin pants that make it seem so."
Fear the cinnamon sugar swirl. By the Gods, fear it, Laurence.- munching* Mmm, mhmmm! Now pass the plasma cutter!
"Can you be more specific?"
"I'd ask for a second opinion, but that would imply you're qualified to give that diagnosis."
The Revolution Will Not Be TropeableInsanity is a legal term.
i think i mostly want to see what happens when this whole place breaks apart"I know, but I look sooo cute!"
Fear the cinnamon sugar swirl. By the Gods, fear it, Laurence.Oh really now? Why should I believe the throat noises of a florescent back-rowing dumbo octopus?
I mean REALLY- me? A chiropractor? Don't be insane.
War is God.Yes, but it's just so damn fluffy!
Whatever I am...it isn't nearly as terrifying as what I could be...And you're very slow. You should put that helmet your mom got you, back on.
It comes. The corrupter comes. Don't let it touch the tower lest all reality crumble.enasnI er'ouY
And then there was silenceYes, and when I take my medications in the morning, I shall be rational, and you shall still be ugly.
PSN ID: FateSeraph | Switch friendcode: SW-0145-8835-0610 Congratulations! She/They
SANITY is for the WEAK!
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, And with strange aeons even death itself may die."