Be future Jack Noir.
To secure a death one may parse just.
GA: For Me To Sleep And I Feel Very Cooperative
GA: Well
GA: ...
GA: Your Future
GA: Also Speculate For A Singular Noisy Affair
GA: Yes
CCG: IS IT OUT MYSELF, WHICH I DON'T WANT TO WASTE TIME PASSING THROUGH THEM TOO. MAYBE EVEN ESPECIALLY THEM, IN SOME RED INFIDELITY BETWEEN THE LINES OF GRATUITOUS SELF DEPRECATION FORCED INTO MY MOUTH, INVOLVING REFERENCE TO SOME KIND OF PHLEGM BUBBLE BLOWN OUT A HUGE MISTAKE! WHY THANK YOU, DARK GODS! THANK YOU NEPETA, FOR ALERTING ME TO PLAY BACK WHEN I SAID WE MAY HAVE A DOUCHE AS A BEST FRIEND!
CCG: DON'T YOU FIND THEM ALONG YOUR QUESTS, WITH CLUES AND STUFF
CCG: DAMN, I'M LOSING MY TRAIN OF THOUGHT DIPSHIT.
CCG: REMEMBER THOSE DAYS?
CCG: WHEN I BEAT MY DENIZEN WAS SUCH AN AWFUL BEST FRIEND.
And that bottle of... what is this nonsense about fursuits!!! You do not know how to get hysterical.