YOU ARE NOW TALKING TO A RANDOM FUCKASS. SAY SOMETHING, ASSHOLE!
▲: OH FUUUUUCK
▲: NO NOT THE BEES
▲: WHY BEES
▲: WHY JEGUS WHY DID YOU INVENT THEM
▲: THEY HAVE STINGERS AND ARE TINY ANGRY MOTHERFUCKERS
▲: WHAT POINT DOES THAT EVEN SERVE
▲: HELP MAN THE BEES ARE TAKING OVER
▼: What a8out 8ees?
▲: OH GOD MY EYES
▲: YOU GOTTA COME SAVE ME BEFORE THEY START EATING OUT OF MY SKUUUUULL
▲: THE HORROR THE HORROR
▲: WAIT NO
▼: I know what 8ees are, dum8ass! Also, they make honey.
▲: THIS ISNT A BEE
▲: THIS IS MY DORITOES
▲: NEVER MIND
▲: CRISIS AVERTED
▼: It can 8e useful.
▲: SO WHO THE HELL ARE YOU
▼: W8 no what?
▲: I JUST WONDERED INTO THIS BOX IN A HAZE
▲: TOO MUCH ACID
▲: AND NOW I AM TALKING TO YOU
▲: CARE TO FILL IN THE BLANKS
▲: BECAUSE I AM FREAKING OUT
▲: DO YOU REALLY HAVE HORNS OR AM I JUST THINKING YOU DO
▲: WAIT I HAVE HORNS TOO
▲: ANOTHER CRISIS AVERTED DAMN AM I MAKING PROGRESS
▼ HAS FUCKED OFF.