Two co-workers on cuddling in a studio

[Yub]

Only if you are going to use it to make me a sammich

 

[whisky]

She might carve the meat from your stomach, then you could eat it over and over, itchy and scratchy style.

 

[Yub]

You don't deserve your penis, sir. I demand to hand it over to Cassie AT ONCE. Here are a pair of fake breasts you may have until the real ones are installed. NOW GET THE KITCHEN AND MAKE ME A SAMMICH.

 

[Tisiphone]

Here ya go...and pay no attention to that odd smell of poison. It's just bad mayo.

 

[Yub]

You may have a penis. You may share mine.

 

[CaptainWacky]

It's too orangey for crows!