Para: -_- yesh be-cuz to-ga doesnt eber say dat
*ooooooo sassy smol*
Para: ok den *she walks to a cabnet and gets a knife out of a drawer, then starts stabbing the floor with it*
*chink chink chink chink chink chink*
*that was a knife sound*
Para: not un-till you tell me if you ac-tu-wey ok
*uwu dat broken grammar and pronunciation lol*
Para: *puts da knife back**fixes the floor with the same magic she uses to fix ur body* if yew not ok, den me give up
Para: *starts playing the Kinfe Game8
Para: i hav blah blah fingerz, da knwife go cop cop cop, blah blah blah blah blah, my fingerz prolly gonga fall off
