I'm askin' for something, alright. Ooo... I am afeared of your man-eating spaghetties - slimy, wiggly noodles writhing out of a bowl so they can glomp a man. Om nom nom!
It actually happened in Skype: I never mentioned that I can fly to him and followed it up with a claim that I am currently floating above him, camo'd against the ceiling, invisible, and please ignore the coughing~
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