• me: What's in this bag?
  • Scruffydog: *woof?*
  • me: is it... it is! it's *BACON*!
  • Scruffydog: *woof?* {goes to itch phantom nuts}
  • me: would you like some ... *BACON*?
  • Scruffydog: Fuck yeah i would! what kinda nazi lovin queerdragon dosn't *LOVE* bacon?
  • me: ... but ...
  • Scruffydog: Listen, dude... just because i don't got no nuts don't mean i don't love bacon. Put that bacon in my mouth. DO IT!!!!
  • me: ... but ...
  • Scruffydog: that's it. i'm attacking.... {Scruffydog then steals the sock off of my left foot, kills it and stands triumphantly over it}
  • me: ... ok. here's your bacon.