MISTAH PHONE!!

The other player pretends that they know their food is poisoned, but must feign ignorance and try to come up with subtle excuses not to eat/drink it without seeming rude or directly confronting the other about the attempted kinslaying.

“Goodnight Father,” I’ll tell him (because Father with a capital F is the most sinister and threatening thing you can call your dad). “I hope you sleep well tonight. Very well. It would be a shame if something… disturbed you.“ In response, he’ll make an offhand remark about needing to Google the upper age limit for sudden infant death syndrome, or he’ll bring up my “inheritance” and the possibility that he might have worthy bastard children somewhere. 

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I've come to make an announcement: Firey's a bitch-ass motherfucker, he didnt let me onto his fucking island. That's right, he took his flaming lock out and he left me fucking standing out there, and he said "IM LETTING EVERYONE ELSE IN," and I said "THATS NOT FAIR," so I'm making a callout post on my Twitter.com: You've got a shitty island It's like my map except way worse. And guess what? Here's what my yoyleland looks like. That's right, baby. All magenta, no coins, no stupidity — look at that, it looks like a different planet. He killed me with his ferris wheel, so guess what, I'm gonna steal his island. That's right, this is what you get: IM GONNA CRY TO GET OUT!!! Except I'm not gonna cry to get out, I'm gonna go higher. I'M STEALING YOUR ISLAND! How do you like that, BFDI contestants?! I STOLE YOUR ISLAND, YOU IDIOT! You have twenty-three hours before my map SHREDS hit the fucking Earth, now get out of my sight before I steal you too

why are they like that