I thought I was going to die...

[foolishdog]

Oh God, I'm never drinking unmarked booze again! I got a real bad case of alcohol poisoning. I was sick as...well...a dog. Nothing like being sick and having no idea where you are for long periods of time.

Hermes, I'm gonna take a rain check on that drinking contest for a while. Anyway, what kind of insanity's been going on lately?

Comments

[voyeurmudfish]

...A talking dog!

[foolishdog]

*over this reaction*

...A talking mudskipper!

[voyeurmudfish]

Are you stupid or something?! I'm a person!

[foolishdog]

No, I know people when I see them. You must be some type of weird species no one's identified yet.

You might be the missing link, even.

[voyeurmudfish]

If you say one more word, Ciocolatta and me will kill you, you stupid mutt!

[foolishdog]

...........Word.

[voyeurmudfish]

That's it, you're dead! I better go find the video camera...

[foolishdog]

Yeah, you'll need the footage to explain why there's a camera in stuck in your throat.

[voyeurmudfish]

I wonder what the inside of a dog looks like...

[foolishdog]

Both you and Anasui. Too bad you'll never know.

With that camera in there, you'll see your own insides. That ought to make your freaky "doctor" happy. WTF do you see in him, anyway? Oh wait, you're deranged. Never mind.

[voyeurmudfish]

Ciocolatta is strong and smart and gives me candy! You wouldn't understand because you're stupid!

And I'm not deranged! My brain is perfectly fine!

[foolishdog]

Your reply just now proved the opposite. You're a lunatic.

Ciocolatta is a pervert. Pedos and pervs use candy to lure their prey and keep them happy.

[voyeurmudfish]

I'm not his prey, I'm his partner! And so what if we're perverts?! You're a dog!

[foolishdog]

There's nothing wrong with being a dog. Being a pervert, on the other hand...

This is like arguing with a brick wall. I'm just going to ignore you now.