Which excuses were those, again? I'd like to know how the me that lives in your mind is doing these days. He seems like such an amazing chap, being capable of causing a stampede all by himself and all. Not like the me that lives in my head. The only time he ever managed to stampede for excuses was when he accidentally drank Dr. Deceptro's Brain-Bullification formula and all of his neurons turned into full rampaging bulls. That was probably the worst day of my life.
But wait! It's not Joss Whedon's fault that I drank Dr. Deceptro's formula! He's too perfect for that, even if he did tell me that the formula was actually delicious cream soda and that I was very handsome and boy did I look parched. He's just naturally charming and concerned about the thirstiness of others, okay? He soooo didn't purposefully trick me into getting all of my neurons transformed into bovines, okay? He would never do such a thing.
Happy new year to you as well, but I assure you I was REALLY VERY ANGRY AT WHAT THE GUY WHO I DON'T KNOW SAID ABOUT MY OPINIONS RE: JOSS WHEDON. GRRR! I SURE HOPE HE DOESN'T COME BACK, BECAUSE THAT WOULD MAKE ME EVEN MORE UPSET!
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But wait! It's not Joss Whedon's fault that I drank Dr. Deceptro's formula! He's too perfect for that, even if he did tell me that the formula was actually delicious cream soda and that I was very handsome and boy did I look parched. He's just naturally charming and concerned about the thirstiness of others, okay? He soooo didn't purposefully trick me into getting all of my neurons transformed into bovines, okay? He would never do such a thing.
I fell down the stairs, that's all.
(PS: Thank you for being you, whoever you are.)
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