You know I keep seeing that Cartman Is Dead episode and when Cartman goes, "Come on, Butters. This psychic boy and his ghost pal are going to save the day," I always think of you.
Heh. I'm imagining you becoming like, really serious and academic about this, with a Butters/Cartman manifesto and annotated caps and icons saying 'I will go down on this ship'.
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And then I cry. Big, sad tears.
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You know who else I ship? Nelson and Martin.
Hark to the tale of Nelson,
and the boy he loved so dear.
They remained the best of friends
For years and years and years.
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You're really good at making me cry. I feel like Tezuka. :|
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I scare myself.