I think for me, it stems from me being like, the biggest Scooby-Doo fan.
Admittedly, wanting to tell every member of Mystery Inc. to shut up at one point or another.
Especially Velma.
I don't know if you're serious or if you're fucking with us.
If you are serious, Buddy has it right. Go to a motel.
No way for that to fail, unless you both have a curfew.
The curfew part is a joke, unless it isn't. In that case, I quit.
Y'all has an apostrophe after the ''y'' and before the ''a.''
''I'' is not capitalized, two separate times.
There are too many periods after ''Omg'' and ''y'all.''
The name of your child is not properly capitalized.
There is no period at the end of the sentence.
That is only the topic.
I did not read the context of your post, as it violates my three sentence rule.
I can only assume that it is just as bad as the topic.
I talk to crazy assholes everyday. Namely, Nabs.
But half the time, I don't understand what he's saying.
I think his worms use him like a ventriloquist dummy.
True enough, but keep in mind, not everyone was photographed, and we have not seen all of the pictures.
Just don't look at their teeth. Of course, no one smiled in pictures back then.