Me discovering Paul Bullion: *dialup tone*
Old Man: *smirk* See I can look young in a face grab too
Me: *still dialup tone-ing*
Listen
Am I spiritually bound to a shape-shifting God of fuckery? Yes. But I usually get a more seasoned aspect of said fuckery ok? In fact, I prefer when Old Man presents that way. So just let me blue screen over processing Old Man as a err...Young Man? Jaysus.
Me: yer enough trouble as a silver fox ya bastard
Old Man-who-is-Young: *laughter of the rumbly pleased growl variety*
Me: *pouting bird pouts*
















