Dude is this a poem about Twitter? Well tweetdle my dum. Will you be my tweetheart?
How introspective of you? Does your cave haxe WiFi? Also, picking up a signal from your inner words.. Unm..yeah, can’t understand them either. Fudge, I was hoping they spoke Southern.
Nope. Guess again, Big Ben!
Whatever. Titanic. By the way, look up the Southern definition of a biscuit
They’re like scones, without the egg.
Only paintings are unexpected guest that are welcomed in a man’s cave, I’ve gathered.
Interesting. Any painting in particular?
I meant the paintings on the walls of caves 😀 😀 in the ancient days..
Ahhh, I see. Ancient graffiti artists!
I love those! Big browed banksy’s!
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