Please don't try to friend me. I'm failing at being an antisocial weirdo as it is.
My Own Personal
Lo! Who is that, rampaging through the fields! It is CyhAnide, hands clutching an oversized scalpel! And with a vengeful bellow, her voice cometh:
"I'm going to pound you with such zeal, your momma won't recognize you!!"
Stalking amidst the plains, clutching two hardened pitas, cometh Cyh Scaevola! And she gives a gutteral roar:
"I'm going to beat you in such an unsafe manner, your momma won't recognize you!!"