Welcome... The Prowler

[Garraty_47]

I'm going to assign the job of mrniceguy translater to garraty, hopefully he's up to the job :)

Can you not please? I hadn't really planned on spending *that* much time here on any particular visit and that's... that's a fucking job and a half. It takes me long enough to figure out and reconfigure what *I'm* trying to say, dammit.

 

[MrNiceGuy]

I'm going to assign the job of mrniceguy translater to garraty, hopefully he's up to the job :)

Everyone speaks their own language.

If you truly care to understand them.

I would rather be full of empathy than apathy.

 

[MrNiceGuy]

Sooooo there's a chance?

JACK don't laugh. An ass tasted is better than a wasted ass. (Left untasted.)

Fredricka. Let's soup SPOON.

 

[MrNiceGuy]

Can you not please? I hadn't really planned on spending *that* much time here on any particular visit and that's... that's a fucking job and a half. It takes me long enough to figure out and reconfigure what *I'm* trying to say, dammit.

Embrace the suck man.

It's the epiphany of life's dirges.

 

[Garraty_47]

Embrace the suck man.

That... no?
Something about it just doesn't seem right.

I can acknowledge the suck... I'll give it that much.
But embrace it? I don't think that's good.
It can't be good, can it?
No. Not good. Can't do it.

It's the epiphany of life's dirges.

I prefer my epiphanies to have less association with death and/or loss, thanks. But look at the bright side: more for you! Yay.

 

[Fredricka]

JACK don't laugh. An ass tasted is better than a wasted ass. (Left untasted.)

Fredricka. Let's soup SPOON.

No soup spoon for you