In order to dispell any rumors, Hypnotoad and I...

[hotforteacher]

...are getting sex changes.

We do not like our present forms of asexuality.

This should come as no surprise to anyone We spit-shaked on this, then Jesus came down and danced around a little bit, and then we had shots of courvoisier. Hypno always drinks Jesus under the table. It makes me giggle.

:sarcasm:

We were contemplating marriage, but we are members of the Church of the Subgenius. Bob hates that shit, and we are inclined to be gullible souls.

So in review, Hypno and myself are irreverently referring to ourselves as "Teacher and Toad are Friends" and are planning to write children's books about chewing slowly.



:rofl: :rofl: :rofl: :rofl: :rofl: :rofl: :rofl: :rofl:

[Deja Q]

1. Oi! I've not done anything to Jesus below or above the table!

:spray:

Hypno don't play that anymore anyway! :rofl: Can't...

Men are like outhouses. Outside plumbing. Tedious. Look fancy on the outside, but that's about it... :rofl:

[hotforteacher]

2. LIAR!

BLASPHEMER! SYCOPHANT! SNAKEOIL PURVEYOR!

:yourock: