:: post fifteen :: anchovies optional ::

[child_proteus]

Okay.

So given the fact that my sworn enemy and nemsis (T -- the artist formerly known as Dash) seems to have been thrust into this world with an insane preoccupation with pizza, coupled with the realization that not enough of you know what on earth that pizza is, I suggest a pizza sampling should be organized, to be put together by the nefarious

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[distant_dragon]

I have four words to contribute to this topic.

I. Have. Tomato. Sauce.

[child_proteus]

Mmm. I would say both of these options were possible, but I think Dub might smother me with a pillow in my sleep, so I'm going to have to go with the harass-my-friends-please theory.

[reckless_rebel]

Awww, you two are so adorable together, I think I might get cavities thinking about it. Smothering in your sleep? Siggn of true love.

Wuv, twue wuv, that dweam within a dweam...

[distant_dragon]

Don't make me come over there.

[child_proteus]

.....AND....?

[distant_dragon]

AND invoke my latest battle technique, which involves well-aimed buckets of ice water.

[child_proteus]

It's creepy.

Oi. We don't know if they have some strange other-world soul-link. Break him you might break the good one. And we can't have that.

[reckless_rebel]

Yeah, thanks. At least I know where I stand.

Which happens to be behind Want, making faces at everyone.

[distant_dragon]

It is not.

Can I just damage his ego then?