Melkor

Yep! We can burn together in Hell now. Won't that be fun?

How generous of you.

Sounds pleasant, Actually I have to shower, go shopping see my doctor and meet someone. So I'll talk to you later kay?

Yes.

Yes.

And two sugars.

I know exactly what you can do.

You can.

Make

Me

Breakfast.

I like my eggs scrambled, and my toast french. Chop Chop!

My morning lasts till well into the afternoon! And I read before going to sleep.

What do you want to help me with exactly? Hmmmm?

I don't wake up that early.

I'm not going anywhere so I don't have to, good morning none the less!

Sir, you are most sensibubble! Only those who have become one with sugar have experienced true humanity.

I, too, appreciate those aspects of tea, but I also adore the unassuming medley of flavours it provides.

I tend to prepare loose-leaf tea in a cup; 2/3rds of a sugar for flavoured blends, none for others; no milk (out of necessity rather than choice).

However, when I need to stave off the effects of sleep deprivation, I have been known to use six tea-bags at once, brewed for a quarter of an hour. It is truly a unique experience. I'm told this makes me mad beyond a shadow of a doubt, and it certainly puts a rather worried expression on my friends' faces.

:3

And I have to go to bed!

See ya later sir!

You're good craic to be sure!

Yeah....Riiiiiiight...
*Stabs your forearms with Maramusa blade*

Sorry but those claws were a problem, now if you push those claws out you'll bleed out. I hope you'll understand also no more sore claws.

*gnaws your hands*

Oh we're playing that game are we?

Fine, I don't want a face full of Adamantium.

However claws must hurt your hands far more then teeth do. :/

Ha, this has nothing to do with your behavior.

You should wear gloves if you weren't prepared for your hands to be gnawed on!

*gnawing your hand*

Nah, I'm okay.

lol...thanks

*Boo hiss*

The only logical thing to do is what seems logical to you.

*bites hand*

I mean you think far too much for your own well being.

Don't worry about me, I have no problem with you being unpleasant.

Oh you don't have to worry about me.

but can i keep your sock as a momento?

how do you like ireland? is there a very religious atmosphere generally? does anyone read joyce?

To solve me, to solve dream? But my mortal friend, neither I nor my realm are clouded by mystery or enigmata.

We are the underlying, the ultimate mystery.

The quest for underestanding me is futile, for a labyrinth ceases to be a labyrinth, or rather it changes, when it is mapped. A functional map is the antithesis of a maze, as underestanding is of dream: they cannot exist in the same space.

Yet your dream of underestanding me is of me.

And by the way, your signature is quite xkcdy.