[Fourth Wall Day]

[shipshapeshipco]

A fluffy feeling is preferable to an icky inkling any day. Don't you agree?

Comments

[wallrocket]

C'est toi!

[shipshapeshipco]

Wall!?

You have stumbled through an onion patch of discomfort this time, sir!

[wallrocket]

Indeed, it is I, Samuel! I had hoped to my goddess that you were gone from this wretched ship, but alas!

[shipshapeshipco]

"Alas," The monster swore! "Alas!" The only alas warranted is mine, at the distaste of hearing your voice, rather than the bubbling of your broth!

[schunoko]

How does one cook tree-ham, Samuel?

[shipshapeshipco]

Very carefully, in fact, as not to destroy its subtle texture and pleasant, almost almond-like, aroma!

[schunoko]

Would you recommend an oven or a spit?

[shipshapeshipco]

A spit is unreliable, so an oven I must recommend. A Moroccan tagine, though, would be optimal. Ahh, to have a crowd of friends and associates crowded around, sharing crepe-bread to scoop up the prime gristle!

[trooolololooo]

[What a lovely singing voice this man has! And just look at his smile; he's so happy!]

[shipshapeshipco]

[Samuel doesn't need anything more. He's rockin' out!

He improvs a bit of harmony.]

Tree-lee-hee-bee-whee Diddle-dee doodle Swaaaahhh,
Happy-dappy wahh dippy-dahh creee-and-craaaaw.....

[trooolololooo]

[A partner! How delightful.]

Trooo lo lo looo~ yo yo yoooo yo yooo, yo yoo.
Hohohoho hoooooo oooh ooooh~

[shipshapeshipco]

What a glowing and triumphant talent you are!

Please- room with me! I insist!

[Samuel could listen to this all day long!]

[weaponxi]

*And here, she giggles.*

You are still confusing.

[shipshapeshipco]

How could I have been any clearer? My previously statement was a well blown piece of Venitian glass- impossibly transparent and dyed slightly blue.

[smelllikeaman]

Anything is possible when your man smells like Old Spice and not a lady.

[shipshapeshipco]

A sentiment that, I must admit, I do not share.

I've always found my chemistry most suits a softer scent. Consider it a gentleman's secret.

[A sly wink- take it to your grave, friend!]