with my daddy

  • Joseph: If you bite and you die; it's poisonous
  • If it bites you and you die; it's venomous
  • Amanda: What if it bites me and it dies?
  • Hugo: That means you’re poisonous.
  • Craig: What if it bites itself and I die?
  • Damien: It’s voodoo.
  • Brian: What if it bites me and someone else dies?
  • Mat: That’s correlation, not causation.
  • Robert: What if we bite each other and neither of us die?
  • Mary: That’s kinky

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Based on a post that @catsforartists made!


When Amanda woke up, she decided to crawl out of bed to get a bowl of cereal. And eat it on the couch, of course.

“Ain’t nothing beat couch cereal.” She declared to the empty room and dug into her delicious and dangerously sugary cereal.

Almost immediately after taking a bite out of her cereal, she heard footsteps coming from her dad’s room, but, when she glanced up, she saw Damien walking by her.

“Good morning, Amanda dear.” Damien greeted.

“Mornin.” Amanda responded. She KNEW it. Her dad and Damien had been getting pretty close, so it wasn’t a completely wild assumption that they would start dating. And, of course, the footsteps she heard must be…

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