Here is my ask cup: fill it. /TripExistence

[Chozon1]

Not particularly...I seem to lose the taste during Winter. I dislike that. Those were lyrics from...Blast...some Underoath song, I think.

Chanting?

[TripExistence]

I do favor the Gregorian.

[Chozon1]

Have you considered donning a black robe and just following people around chanting?

[TripExistence]

Considered, but I'm a wuss and don't follow through.

[Chozon1]

Wuss or wise? I lean toward the latter.

Sometimes you just need to chug a few root beers and pass out?

[TripExistence]

I don't drink.

[Chozon1]

How do you not be dead then?

[TripExistence]

It's the stuff that kills you.

[Chozon1]

I'm not sure I get that...want a garlic cheese roll?

[TripExistence]

Gladly, my good man.

[Chozon1]

They're pretty gewd, I won't lie.

Cooking spray instead of pepper spray?

[TripExistence]

I mean, I don't really use either. Or have been sprayed by either... either. <.<

[Chozon1]

Consider yourself a happeh man. Because cooking spray is nasty stuff. >_>

Self defense weapons for your person?

[TripExistence]

My fists of fury are all I need. Actually, I need my height too. Who would pick on a half-dwarf?

[Chozon1]

You canna be that short 'cappan. My soon-to-be-bro in law is '5''6.

Don't cry for me, Monsieur Marius, I can feel no pain?