Edda Eglantine: let's go fuck up Franz's room
Iron Sea: Eat his furtniture
Edda Eglantine: yeah
Edda Eglantine: track some mud in
Iron Sea: Omn nom nom nom
You have entered a sanctuary.
Edda Eglantine: none of his furniture matches
Iron Sea: IT's sad, and he should be sad
Edda Eglantine: lol
Edda Eglantine: agree
Edda Eglantine: but we can't all be interior designers like me
Iron Sea: True, you'd think with Three fucking eyes one of them would be for detail
Edda Eglantine: LOL
Iron Sea: Eat his furtniture
Edda Eglantine: yeah
Edda Eglantine: track some mud in
Iron Sea: Omn nom nom nom
You have entered a sanctuary.
Edda Eglantine: none of his furniture matches
Iron Sea: IT's sad, and he should be sad
Edda Eglantine: lol
Edda Eglantine: agree
Edda Eglantine: but we can't all be interior designers like me
Iron Sea: True, you'd think with Three fucking eyes one of them would be for detail
Edda Eglantine: LOL