Okay, I admit I wouldn't mind seeing Clawlak fattened to ridiculous proportions as I am. But as his mother, I can't help but worry. Why are maternal instincts so strong? *flops*
*Pats* There there. You can show the little serpent the ropes of being a mountain of blubber! Best to teach those life skills at a young age, you know.
And when you dream, DREEEEEEEAM BIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIG,
As big as the ocean blue.
'cuz when you dream it might COOOOOOOOOME TRUUUUUUUE.
So when you dream, dream big.
We must not look at this as a problem. We must see it as an opportunity for everyone else to have a bed while he sleep-eats so much. *flops onto the fatty serpent's belly*
Yeah, yeah, you're probably right. I just... have a really strong motherly worry for my babu. I know I adopted him, but I couldn't care for him more than if he were my own son.
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