Zack: Everything is covered with dust. You get the blanket and put out the fire by throwing the blanket onto it.
Steve: I will meticulously clean up all the dust to earn the master's favor.
Steve: And I'm like bending over in my maid outfit so my ripped butt is sticking out and dropping my book bags and stuff to flirt with master.
Zack: The inscrutable machine offers you no feedback.
Steve: I'm going to fix the duct thing then. See what he thinks of that when my boobs are all worked up into a lather.
Zack: Do you even know what boobs are?
Steve: Uh, very funny, yeah. I am something of an expert.
Zack: Alright, while you are fixing the duct you discover an item:
Steve: Oh heck yes! This will come in handy the next time master tries to have romance with me against my will.
Zack: Your master has never tried anything with you except dispensing supplies.
Steve: I will secretly place it in his bedroom next to his regular condoms.
The singer dove off the stage and crowd surfed in a sort of reverse funeral procession where the person being carried is the only one truly alive. Touching him I felt religious ecstasy and started speaking in tongues and requesting songs that didn't exist.
There's no easy way to put this, so I'll tell it like it is. Bouillon is died. He went missing before the weekend and yesterday I found his skeletonized remains at the bottom of the #3 soup vat during one of my swims. I thought the cream of mushroom soup had an especially nourishing taste, and a lot more clumps of fur and skin than usual.
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