i know finding love can be kind of convexing but you can't concave in to pressure, just keep scalene that mountain of love and you'll reach its vertex. just gotta find the right angle.
Oh dear! It appears that Batthumb has succumbed to an EXISTENTIAL CRISIS. Which is... par for the course here actually.
See, it's not so much that Batthumb has always been terrible at geometry, nor that his love life has been going nowhere fast for AHEMUMBLEWUMBLEWIMBLE, nor even that incessant punnage has a tendency to strike at his weakest points when he least expec - wait. Strike that. The third thing is entirely accurate. After all, no self-respecting meaty appendage of justice likes to be reminded, however indirectly, that his nom de plume is but one letter away from BuOH GOD DAMMIT HE'S NOT STARTING THIS AGAIN.
He huddles into himself on the "x" Robdex found the other week in a manner most vexatious to the rest of his hand and doesn't even care.
