One of your presents won't be as cool as I wanted it to be because resin and I don't work well together it seems >_< I don't know how but SOMEHOW I know you're doing this on purpose. Your future self made sure that past me would never develop good resin-skills so that at this precise moment I would fail miserably (yet again) at making a grey move. This won't go unnoticed. I'm keeping a notebook of all these things.
Silly IN.
This is standard procedure in ashen cephalopod courtship rituals. Future Squid is all up in messing up your shit.
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