Yeah. Who needs nattering in their ear from morning to night
You are a stonedsanta. Be careful, that stuff will warp your mind. And one day you will stop, and realise what you lost.
As a man I mean. I mean the bear might eat you. But either ways, it's not gonna be a drawn out affair. What about you lice?
Tell me about it. Assmasters
AAAAAHHHRRGGG!!!!! Big Arthur is after me. He been throwing his hooks at me, and he bit me. I fear terribly that he may be an emissary of the chipman. Only way out I can see is to go down. I'm tunnelling, and will build an subterranean temple. I will perform the magic to create an Mirror of the Dimerald. Thence I shall walk through it, into lands far stranger than these. Follow me my friend lice, do not forsaken me. Hope burns bright.
Rules shmules
You not nice.
You don't want to add civility - that constrains. Best let people be free.
Hidden underwear is short version
Doomed. Doomed, to spend your days in the lost castle of the crashed ninononamus. I founded a passage, leading through underground jungles, to the heart of this flippant telegraphy, and on and down into the trees, where some red thing awaits, should I stay.
Into the trees.
I like seven things
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Sounds to me like your a big supporter of the word police.