I assume you're a human because I feel as though I've been thoroughly singled out here. However. In light of the generosity in indulgences I'm feeling tonight... [read he's finally perked up enough again to be a shit, in other words.]
I process food just as any of you do. I attempt to make the tail end of that process as discreet as possible; this is not a Guard's barracks where your kind can return a rancid war cry in kind and I do not wish to leave ill impressions.
Of course I itch. You and your kind keep putting their sticky hands upon me.
Why under Aska's benevolent face would I wear pants when my wings cover my hind end from tail to armpit? I cover the parts of me that might cause offense, is that not enough? Is testicle cleavage so horrifying?!
Forgive me for this shit, I'm going to hell.
I assume you're a human because I feel as though I've been thoroughly singled out here. However. In light of the generosity in indulgences I'm feeling tonight... [read he's finally perked up enough again to be a shit, in other words.]
I process food just as any of you do. I attempt to make the tail end of that process as discreet as possible; this is not a Guard's barracks where your kind can return a rancid war cry in kind and I do not wish to leave ill impressions.
Of course I itch. You and your kind keep putting their sticky hands upon me.
Why under Aska's benevolent face would I wear pants when my wings cover my hind end from tail to armpit? I cover the parts of me that might cause offense, is that not enough? Is testicle cleavage so horrifying?!