Taste the rainbow.
The funny thing is, I don’t even like Skittles.
Sophia named him, shut up.
Then you can have ice cream and cuddles.
I don’t have ice cream and Skittles keeps running away from me, though.
I just want ice cream and cuddles.
No twerking with a headache.
Headaches aren’t fun. Neither is being bored.
The fire extinguisher store?
I’ll find out. But when I do, you should get one of those stripper firemen outfits and stay at my apartment in case of emergencies.
You’re a menace to society.
I need to buy a new fire extinguisher. Where do you even get those?
So then we’re good.
I’ve already caused two fires since I’ve lived in this apartment.