Salutations,
I want pudding... it feels so nice against my skin, so cold and gookie and... strawberry red... mm.... strawberries... but that is beside the point! I wish my tick back you tick monger! *begins to sarcastically run after the neighbor of the neighbor of the beast, large steel toed boots smacking heavily against the ground with each step and, seemingly, each shockwave through the trench coat*
