Rawr! I’m a dragon! Fear me!
Or don’t. That works too.
I’m Sour of the Noodle Council®. I’m here to just dragon it up and be a dragon, and to observe your interactions with my dragoniness to report my findings back to the Noodle Council®
Satire. I’m not actually a dragon nor am I sending information to a fictional council of zylants that secretly rule the pasta underworld.
Also my human persona does occasionally bleed through the cracks. Don’t mind her. Just throw a bar of chocolate and some weed into the void. She’ll chase after them.
Now we know why they allowed animal abusers to join. You don’t have to worry about being ratted out if your lover is a literal rat. You don’t have to worry if your lover is a metaphorical snake if it’s a literal one. You don’t have to worry about being hounded for information if your lover is a literal hound.
The marx bros are so funny 😆
You’re finally awake. Got caught trying to annoy the scientists?
Took me a minute to get it 🤣
Downvote this crap
Done. Downvoted your comment.
I get the feeling that the “full context” is either just as bad or even worse
I said that to my literal birthgiver once. I realise now I would’ve been better off if she continued to not know who I was.
“I said a whole lot of nonsense. Whoops! Looks like a coherent thought snuck in there. Better edit that out.”