"I Dunno Man, Not Sure How It Feels To Have Windburned Hands..." Monster Snickered Again As He Thought

"I dunno man, not sure how it feels to have windburned hands..." Monster snickered again as he thought of something. "Looks like you could use a... hand~ You must be up in arms about this magic anon!" Monster laughed so hard at his own pun he fell on his back.

"…Great. it’s even hard for me to walk without accidentally slapping people in their faces."

It's.. it's beautiful.

"God bless America." Noms to his heart's desire.

*Bursts through the door* I'M HERE WHERE'S THE BARBEQUE?

"WELCOME MY SON."

"I AM THE BARBECUE."

Cue more steaks being formed.

"I thought you said you were a serious RPer!"

Cue a werehog snickering at the limp noddle-armed sight. "Do your arms hang low, do they wobble to and fro~? Can you tie em in a knot, can you tie em in a bow~?"

"…Great. it’s even hard for me to walk without accidentally slapping people in their faces."

doot doot

((Your reply wound up in my inbox XD))"Oh,um... okay. So what do I have to do for three weeks?"

(Ah hah, mystery solved!)

"Uh, try and make the most of being undead, I guess?"