[Man, he is all about sharing the miracles. It's only a pity you can't see all these colors swimming something great around the both of you. He's totally cool with lending a choice legisister the use of his belly as a pillow, sharing a tin of his pimpest sneeze like two buddygrubs. Can't be putting fancy names or restrictions on the spread of that sweet troll disease.

He was never one to make efforts at innoculating against friendship. Two trolls can always get their metaphysical discussion on, in dreamy, whimsical drawls.]

Nawwwww...it's like...all those miracle zeros up and got their together on...made them some miracle infinity.
Shit this is some motherfucking goodness I got my drag on.
Honk!
Got my smell on it real good and rank. Smelling all these sweet miracle colors...
Gotta try this sweet pastry I got my bake on.
Motherfucking pan blowing going down in this fucker's pan
Miracles...