I don't remember much about what I used to do for fun... But I've already noticed I like to tinker and build things. I don't know if it was a job or hobby, but either way it's satisfying to have made something by my own hands that I can be proud of.
For you, maybe. I think it's great, getting to see things that prove there's a lot more out there than just us. It's proof that there's a whole universe out there to explore.
USING MY MAGIC POWERS, WHICH FOR PURPOSES OF THIS SARCASTIC DIATRIBE ARE A REAL THING AND NOT BULLSHIT, TO DIVINE THE LOCATION OF PEOPLE WHO ASK CREEPY QUESTIONS TO RANDOM STRANGERS, THEN ORCHESTRATING MASS, GROUP, LONG-DISTANCE BULGE-THRUSTING SESSIONS IN THEIR GENERAL DIRECTION.
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I hate cheeky.
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on that note im afraid i cant go get any of your strange candy
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It certainly did not take you very long to rear your ugly, painted little head again, did it?
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I suppose you're up to yet another unpleasant little stunt. Not that I really care at this point.
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