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[I didn’t even notice that jfc]

[ Pinch. ]

"Hopefully mine’s not one of them."

[ Neither does your slightly greenish skin in that icon. ]

“BY GODS!! D-Don’t pinch mine!!”

"If you're wearing green, you're home free. Are you wearing green?"

"Sorry, but I'm not into ladies. I appreciate that confident is nice, but I prefer manly swaying hips."

"Butts. So many butts."

"I don't need your judgement."

"I’m pretty sure that isn’t how it works."

"Well, if cowbell can cure a fever, why can't butts?"

"The good of humanity…?  You really are taking this to the extreme. You’re still young, so you shouldn’t worry about something so … silly."

"I won't need to worry about the fate of humanity if you let me touch your butt. If it has magical healing powers, everyone needs to know. If it doesn't, it's still a nice butt."

"… I do not think a fever could be cured by such… actions.."

"I'm willing to take that risk. For the good of humanity."

[ It's all covered with Silent Hill zombie guts and stuff. ]

He nodded, taking note of the fact that there is a food joint run by a familiar face he could go to, now. There would be two, though, if he could remember Stan was in Hive City, let alone remember to tell him about the job offer.

[ Tina's not nearly as passionate about burgers as her father is; she's much more passionate about shipping and butts. But that doesn't mean she doesn't enjoy cooking burgers. ]

"I think some of us were heroes in our old world. We should totally get together and chill."

"Let's have a naked slumber party."