“[color=salmon]riddle me this ya dumb bitch, ever gone out and looked for a sentient gator that would treat you right? no killing?? just like, have y’ever tried? pull your nasty doubter’s claws outta my junk and let me have this. welcome to the shitshow, baby.”
the shitshow would then commence with valo-kas leading their audience into the radioactive murk, goft basket turned blushing with the copious amounts of medicine-pink drool being spat up onto it as they held the handle.
it would take some time until they found a gator and when they did valo-kas would gasp like a woman whose husband was back from some bullshit war, three eyes moon-wide. they looked at their company, then at the gator, which lay a wide stretch of deep water away on a muddy bank, probably snoozing.
“[color=salmon]here we go...”
the shitshow would then commence with valo-kas leading their audience into the radioactive murk, goft basket turned blushing with the copious amounts of medicine-pink drool being spat up onto it as they held the handle.
it would take some time until they found a gator and when they did valo-kas would gasp like a woman whose husband was back from some bullshit war, three eyes moon-wide. they looked at their company, then at the gator, which lay a wide stretch of deep water away on a muddy bank, probably snoozing.
“[color=salmon]here we go...”
[align=center][b]IF GOD DOESN’T LIKE UGLY
THEN GOD DOESN’T LIKE ANYBODY
THEN GOD DOESN’T LIKE ANYBODY