He knows he's wrong about it. I don't care whether or not it was intentional. All I know is that there's some serious punishment about to happen. *breaks out whip*
I know he doesn't know I've already whipped out the Pear of Anguish in another thread, and anthropomorphized him into Dr. Pear, Rectal Doctor. He's here to give you a prostate exam and then to get a second opinion.
He knows that im going to do a slow motion epic run for the CHOPPA! Jump for it, miss by an inch and plummet straight into the side of a brewery, before living happily amongst the beautiful kegs of beer.
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