Mugi refuses to sleep. Tell her a bedtime story so she can get some rest.
There once was a man from Nantucket...
Good night Moogs
Why doesn't she just fuck niggers until she passes out, like usual?
This story is called "Black Time" and it stars you.
Fuck you asshole.
There once was a black guy...
I can tell you about the progress I'm making on my bachelor's capstone paper, it's research on the different variables that lead to the Albigensian Crusade. We can cuddle while I tell you about it.
Waldo Jeffers had reached his limit. It was now mid-August which meant that he had been separated from Marsha for more than two months. Two months, and all he had to show were three dog-eared letters and two very expensive long-distance phone calls. True, when school had ended and she'd returned to Wisconsin and he to Locust, Pennsylvania, she had sworn to maintain a certain fidelity. She would date occasionally, but merely as amusement. She would remain faithful.
But lately Waldo had begun to worry. He had trouble sleeping at night and when he did he had horrible dreams. He lay awake at night, tossing and turning underneath his pleated quilt protector, tears welling in his eyes as he pictured Marsha, her sworn vows overcome by liquor and the smooth soothings of some Neanderthal, finally submitting to the final caresses of sexual oblivion. It was more than the human mind could bear.
Visions of Marsha's faithlessness haunted him. Daytime fantasies of sexual abandon permeated his thoughts. And the thing was, they wouldn't understand how she really was. He, Waldo, alone, understood this. He had intuitively grasped every nook and cranny of her psyche. He’d made her smile. She needed him and he wasn't there. (Awww.)
The idea came to him on the Thursday before the Mummers Parade was scheduled to appear. He’d just finished mowing and edging the Edelsons lawn for a dollar-fifty and had checked the mailbox to see if there was at least a word from Marsha. There was nothing but a circular form the Amalgamated Aluminum Company of America inquiring into his awning needs. At least they cared enough to write.
There once was a guy who was black...
How come there is no "White Time"?
Good luck, my academic friend.
She can only get off if it's with an animal.
Too bad! Have Samuel l Jackson!
But Mugi's my favorite! I tease her because I like her.
>Ryuko enjoyed having her vagina pounded time and time again by Jimmy Neutron
Shit, I thought we were supposed to get Mugi to sleep?
We just have to get her riled up enough to go roaming around the alleys. The nice homeless men will take care of tiring her out.
This. The objective was to get a nice sleep.
A bed time story about a Hawaiian from Canada...I'm sure some people from /a/ know it? Should I regale you all with the tale?
Well, Prince, so Genoa and Lucca are now just family estates of the Buonapartes. But I warn you, if you don't tell me that this means war, if you still try to defend th-
What about the Legend of Kenichi Smith.
That's a wonderful tale.
Go to sleep
Why do you need an external force to fuck up your life? You seem to be doing a pretty good job of it yourself.
Pleb fucking tastes.
African American Gentlemen.
There once was a where the fuck is season 3
Can't I just spoon da moogs?
This nigga knows how to relax. I wish I could spoon with mugi. ;_;
All the talk about Mugi and niggers certainly amuses me.
If you ever read that fucking doujin, you would KNOW FOR A FACT THAT MUGI AND JOHN SHARED A PURE AND BLESSED ROMANCE.
SHIT WAS TOUCHING, YO. WHY COULDN'T YOU SEE THAT?
Was it as pure a relationship as this man could offer?
I love mugi
meant to reply to
You mean there are people who don't?
You know, as much as the "Black Time" kitsch gets my booty bothered, I would honestly, sincerely pay a gorillion dollars to hear someone rap about Mugi.
would you, /a/?
That shits boring yo
No. Absolutely not.
I would wear the ever living fuck out of this however:
lol what is this from?
Season three, HTT gets a new member. It's Carlton-chan, the band's new dancer!
If he could make Mugi smile, safe, and ahegao just as John did, he can by all means try.
I'll get back to you in a week.
This thread has inspired me to read Black Time, wish me luck.
someone explain who john is to me?
No, I'm not giving you the reference, faggot. Google it.
Your waifus would never want some anime-loving faggot gaijin.
Even Ritsu's slapped face is kawaii as fuck.
The main protagonist of the iconic "Black Time" doujinshi. In this tale Mugi falls in love with an African American robber who goes on to give her the greatest dickings of her life.
Together the two break the boundaries of love with their unparalleled passion, sacrifice, and creampies. It is a story chronicling the very best and worse of the human condition.
Oh, I get it
mugi would love that sort of thing, she's probably half-european anyhow...
OH FUCK I GET IT
it's been a really long time since I've seen fight club
I'm holding you to this.
Once upon a time there was an ugly highschooler with giant eyebrows
She was horrible and nobody liked her because she wouldn't sleep at night, then she died
Can this song have RnB elements?
You do whatever you want brother.
obody could remember anything like it. All the animals were constantly fucking for 40 days and 40 nights and it kept getting hotter. Then, it got even hotter. Christopher Robin was too hot for his own good. Then, one day, which some said was the hottest yet and others said was the hottest ever since time began, it got even hotter. Then, one day, it got even hotter. So very hot that all the animals got even hotter.
“There there, settle down everybody” said Pooh. “It’s time for assembly. FROM HELL!”
Pooh’s pupils lit up murderously with a sudden flaming light. “My very dear friend’s agent told me to tell you that the job for today is to die and to make it as painful as possible”. Then, with a great grunt of MMMMMHNNNMMMMM, the loudest, jumpiest, most harmonious and tumultuous fart came tumbling out of Pooh’s enormous rear. The sky was stained bright green with his poison fart. A dark, roiling massive cloud spreading across the horizon already huge and growing. Growing fast.
“Yeeeeessss, God can’t help you nooow.” There was a loud rumble of thunder, lightning flickered above the hundred acre wood and shot toward the ground with accompanying explosions. Within seconds, the forest was lit on fire, with a spectacular display of great flaming meteors of shit, showering from the sky and raining death from above. Then, near the horizon, a moon came falling down slowly out of the sky with a burning stream of cosmic skeet behind it, and was heading straight for the extremely fucked hundred acre wood.
“I don’t want to be here” said Piglet. “Go to sleep Piglet” said Pooh, and glared at him so fiercely, that Piglets eye’s melted like marshmallows all over his face. At that moment, as gigantic geysers of boiling piss were billowing from underneath the crumpled earth, suddenly the hundred acre wood came to life. Branches thick as a python smashed into Rabbit’s chest, and his blood spurted over everything. The trees were attacking them, pummeling every inch of the animals they could reach. With a loud ripping noise, Rabbit’s spine snapped almost in 2; the tip was dangling limply, held on by a few splinters. Then Pooh grinned with satisfaction as he drove his fist deep into Rabbit’s ribs and pulled out his hand, grasping his tiny heart, still beating. Rabbit went down on all fours, unable to breathe, the pain almost unendurable and his intestines dripping with digestive juices burst suddenly from the gaping hole in his stomach and wrapped themselves around Piglet’s neck, slowly strangling the life out of his tiny body as Pooh farted a fire which barbecued Piglet a delicious golden brown.
Pooh raised Piglet’s meaty grilled tucas to his mouth and tore off a large hunk with his crooked brown teeth, chewing it open mouthed, swallowing loudly (yummy eating sounds) “nan” said Pooh, chewing.
“OW”, said Piglet, dying. (More yummy eating sounds), “nan nan nan”. He ate another piece and then another, taking his time. (More slurping sounds) “Naaaan” said Pooh, suddenly whipping out a ginormous ninja sword and started swinging it in great circles above his head and Roo got cut into strips which Pooh stuffed into Piglet’s half eaten carcass which he forced Kanga to eat covered in his own special Pooh Bear icing.
“AHHHHHH” says Christopher Robin as another trees twisted limb punched a large dent into his face so that it collapsed quite flat and a vicious uppercut from another branch pounded furiously on Kanga’s cunt which seemed to be caving. Then there was a popping noise and for some strange reason, Ron came suddenly out of the void. (Cool electronic noise) “Woooouohhhhhhhnnnnnnn”. He looked all around him and soiled his pants. “Oh shit, we’re done for. Run for it!” Ron shouted just in time to see the swarm of hairy demon spiders with skeet spraying mouth organs burrow under Owl’s skin and wriggle through into his brain, eating his face from the inside out. Ron shit his pants again loudly, and the only plan he could come up with was to try to fly out. So he tried to escape by fly hacking but started clipping through the floor instead and got his accounts banned by Jim Dale forever, which was very good because he had no friends and was a huge noob.
“BOOORING” shouted Tigger. Pooh’s eyes opened very wide and he stared at him, exposing an upside down pentagram burning bright yellow in his eye. “Nigger please”, said Pooh. Then he suddenly grabbed a baby rabbit and he bit off its head and drank the warm, glorious blood dripping from the lifeless corpse, savoring its sweetness as he swallowed. Then he rose up high into the air. Pooh raised his hands above his head, holding up in one hand the bloody severed head of Davy Benedictus, and started chanting a heart-stopping, soul-chilling unholy chant so that everybody knew that it was time to die.
“I want those, thousands and thousands of doomed souls”.
Then, they all watched as it grew even darker and the blackest of black holes appeared in the ground. Evil monkey’s poured from underworld and began beating off and throwing dirty shit grenades in every direction, and zombies brandishing rusty, razor sharp, black metal spiked dildos sharpened on the dicks of Christian children, and with heads filled with explosive cum leapt on all the animals and violently stabbed and sodomized them all, tearing up every anal cavity with their specially homemade rectum ripping sex toys then burst open with a combined force of a thousand suns, blowing the animals to bits and leaving behind a crimson cloud of liquefied pieces of bones, blood, and demonic sperm.
Then, more than a hundred very special, retarded tyrannosauruses with Asperger’s and down-syndrome started rampaging around the place and breathing with their mouths open. Christopher Robin didn’t approve of it. At all.
“I’m Christopher Robin and you’re a huge tard” he said. Grinning stupidly, the tyrannosauruses stuffed the evil monkey’s whole into their large mouths. For a moment, they all chewed greedily, looks of triumph on their faces. But just then, a loud fart blast of evil monkey shaped shits came shooting out of their tyranosphincters over Christopher Robins head with a big fat “ffffffbltthhhhhhhttttt”.
“Huh huh” said the retardedsaurus. “And now it’s getting worse” said Eeore as the four fucking horsemen of the stinkpocalypse came riding out of his butt, mounted on horses made from the devil’s shit and wanked and raped everybody with their 666 fire-breathing penises so hard that blood and sperms spurted relentlessly out of the animals orifices. All of them.
“It’s all over now” said Pooh gravely. “The dark side is taking you”. And then the world suddenly exploded and everything was gone. All the animals died a horrible, slow death suffocating from the smell of Pooh’s asshole, but nobody minded because they all went to burning hell forever, which was much more exciting because Satan pwned them up their shitholes and circumcised Christopher Robin’s foreskin with his fucking teeth. Aaand, got bukkake a fabulous flavor of sperm over Tigger’s face. He thought he had never tasted anything so delicious in all his life.
“Hooooray, I’ve won!” cried Tigger. “Tigger’s like cum! Tigger’s like cum veeeerrrry much!”
“But Tigger, why?!” said Christopher Robin. “Don’t know!” said Tigger, and he fucked off happily to bed with Jim dale.
He's probably going to make it all lovey dovey hip hop instead of the niggerish rap song you're looking for.
It all started when our adventurer, Yui, woke up in a jungle. It was the sixth time it had happened. Feeling very stunned, Yui deflowered a stapler, thinking it would make her feel better (but as usual, it did not). Unexpectedly, she realized that her beloved Gitah was missing! Immediately she called her friend, Azusa. Yui had known Azusa for (plus or minus) 11,000 years, the majority of which were enticing ones. Azusa was unique. She was ingenious though sometimes a little... funny-smelling. Yui called her anyway, for the situation was urgent.
Azusa picked up to a very glad Yui. Azusa calmly assured her that most beavers yawn before mating, yet kittens usually wildly belch *after* mating. She had no idea what that meant; she was only concerned with distracting Yui. Why was Azusa trying to distract Yui? Because she had snuck out from Yui's with the Gitah only five days prior. It was a electric little Gitah... how could she resist?
It didn't take long before Yui got back to the subject at hand: her Gitah. Azusa sneezed. Relunctantly, Azusa invited her over, assuring her they'd find the Gitah. Yui grabbed her microwave and disembarked immediately. After hanging up the phone, Azusa realized that she was in trouble. She had to find a place to hide the Gitah and she had to do it carefully. She figured that if Yui took the '63 Comet, she had take at least two minutes before Yui would get there. But if she took the Train? Then Azusa would be abnormally screwed.
Before she could come up with any reasonable ideas, Azusa was interrupted by four oafish Ton-chans that were lured by her Gitah. Azusa sneezed; 'Not again', she thought. Feeling exasperated, she fearlessly reached for her paper clip and thoughtfully deflowered every last one of them. Apparently this was an adequate deterrent--the discouraged critters began to scurry back toward the pumpkin patch, squealing with discontent. She exhaled with relief. That's when she heard the Train rolling up. It was Yui.
As she pulled up, she felt a sense of urgency. She had had to make an unscheduled stop at Wal-Mart to pick up a 12-pack of forks, so she knew she was running late. With a deft leap, Yui was out of the Train and went sassily jaunting toward Azusa's front door. Meanwhile inside, Azusa was panicking. Not thinking, she tossed the Gitah into a box of oven mitts and then slid the box behind her ironing board. Azusa was puzzled but at least the Gitah was concealed. The doorbell rang.
one day mario woke up and decided to take a shit because hey he's mario. so mario went up to yoshi and said "yoshi i want you to be my shitter" and since yoshi was mario's bitch he opened his mouth. mario pulled down his stained briefs and began to shit in yoshi's mouth. yoshi was forbidden to express any emotions but at this moment he was feeling very aroused.
'Come in,' Azusa scandalously purred. With a quick push, Yui opened the door. 'Sorry for being late, but I was being chased by some funny-smelling tool in a truck,' she lied. 'It's fine,' Azusa assured her. Yui took a seat outside where Azusa had hidden the Gitah. Azusa belched trying unsuccessfully to hide her nervousness. 'Uhh, can I get you anything?' she blurted. But Yui was distracted. Soon afterward, Azusa noticed a funny-smelling look on Yui's face. Yui slowly opened her mouth to speak.
'...What's that smell?'
Azusa felt a stabbing pain in her thigh when Yui asked this. In a moment of disbelief, she realized that she had hidden the Gitah right by her oscillating fan. 'Wh-what? I don't smell anything..!' A lie. A annoying look started to form on Yui's face. She turned to notice a box that seemed clearly out of place. 'Th-th-those are just my grandma's pencils from when she used to have pet kittens. She, uh...dropped 'em by here earlier'. Yui nodded with fake acknowledgement...then, before Azusa could react, Yui fearlessly lunged toward the box and opened it. The Gitah was plainly in view.
mario's face turned red as he grunted and strained to push his log of shit out of his ass. he farted and little shit particles flew into yoshi's eyes. yoshi's eyes teared up, not from the pain of the shit particles nor from the paint-peeling stench coming from mario's unwashed ass, but from the sheer ecstasy of being mario's shitter. mario noticed this and began to grunt harder, teasing the horny beast.
Yui stared at Azusa for what what must've been nine nanoseconds. Without warning, Azusa groped wildly in Yui's direction, clearly desperate. Yui grabbed the Gitah and bolted for the door. It was locked. Azusa let out a curious chuckle. 'If only you hadn't been so protective of that thing, none of this would have happened, Yui,' she rebuked. Azusa always had been a little clueless, so Yui knew that reconciliation was not an option; she needed to escape before Azusa did something crazy, like... start chucking salt shakers at her or something. Without warning, she gripped her Gitah tightly and made a dash toward the window, diving headlong through the glass panels.
Azusa looked on, blankly. 'What the hell? That seemed excessive. The other door was open, you know.' Silence from Yui. 'And to think, I varnished that window frame five days ago...it never ends!' Suddenly she felt a tinge of concern for Yui. 'Oh. You ..okay?' Still silence. Azusa walked over to the window and looked down. Yui was gone.
Once upon a time, there was a handsome prince named Ararararararararararararararararagi (Arry) for short, who couldn't stop tilting his head. He was an avid stargazer and would often go out at midnight to look upon the stars.
One day a spaceship came shooting down from the night sky and crashed right in front of Arry. Out climbed the Big Bad Moot and tried to fix Arry's head-tilting, because fuck you.
Arry wasn't worried though, because he had his trusty blushing childhood friend tomboy tsundere clad-in-3-piece-suit bodyguard with him. Bodyguard beat the shit out of the Big Bad Moot and sent the spaceship to Sunrise Studios.
Then Arry and Bodyguard-chan had rough sex on the sofa and went to sleep. And now you should go to sleep too, Mugi.
mario noticed that yoshi was fiddling around with his dino-wiener, which had become quite erect. "stop that this instant" commanded mario, noticing his own 2-incher was growing hard as well. yoshi whined and reluctantly lowered his hands. with a final grunt and a smelly fart, mario's log of shit finally dropped from his ass into yoshi's mouth.
Just yonder, Yui was struggling to make her way through the bush behind Azusa's place. Yui had severely hurt her chest during the window incident, and was starting to lose strength. Another pack of feral Ton-chans suddenly appeared, having caught wind of the Gitah. One by one they latched on to Yui. Already weakened from her injury, Yui yielded to the furry onslaught and collapsed. The last thing she saw before losing consciousness was a buzzing horde of Ton-chans running off with her Gitah.
But then God came down with His congenial smile and restored Yui's Gitah. Feeling stunned, God smote the Ton-chans for their injustice. Then He got in His truck and darted away with the fortitude of 11,000 koalas running from a little pack of puppies. Yui flipped with joy when she saw this. Her Gitah was safe. It was a good thing, too, because in five minutes her favorite TV show, Madoka Magica, was going to come on (followed immediately by 'When puppies meet unborn fetus'). Yui was ecstatic. And so, everyone except Azusa and a few bloody glove-toting beavers lived blissfully happy, forever after.
This thread is going places
mario turned around and watched as yoshi chewed the shit log. "eat it bitch. eat it all" said mario. yoshi pretended he hated doing this so much but his throbbing wiener and moans of joy told mario otherwise. "swallow it" ordered mario but yoshi didn't want to swallow it yet. he wanted to savor the shit. "SWALLOW IT RIGHT NOW" screamed mario as he began wang-slapping yoshi across the face.
mario, hands on his hips, thrust his pelvis from side to side across yoshi's face, punishing the naughty dinosaur. "YOU DO WHAT MARIO TELLS YOU" he screamed. after about fourty wang-slaps his wiener started to become sore so he stopped. by now the shit log had gone down yoshi's throat. "eggulate" he ordered. yoshi strained and produced an egg. inside this egg contained what was previously his shit log. mario walked over to his shelf and placed it with the others. he had hundreds possibly thousands of these shit-eggs. he planned to use these against bowser the next time he kidnapped peach.
now there was only one thing left to do.
mario bent over and pointed his ass at yoshi who immediately knew what to do. he began to use his tongue to clean mario's shitty ass. mario couldn't hold it back. his peener let loose with some "italian ranch dressing." this brought yoshi to an orgasm as well. with both their wieners pleasantly limp and tingling they continued with the cleaning process. "don't forget to thorougly clean the dingleberries from the hairs" mario advised. yoshi obeyed his master. ten minutes later mario decided he was clean and put his clothes back on. now it was luigi's turn with yoshi.
"yo luigi i got him warned up for you" mario called as he walked out of the yoshi room. luigi walked in past him with a sly smile under his mustache and carrying an apple and a hot wheels car. "hello yoshi guess what time it is again" he said in a low voice as he locked the door behind him. mario walked out into the kitchen ignoring yoshi's squeals of pain and joy, and poured himself a bowl of cereal. unfortunately he had forgotten to purchase milk, but he could improvise. he took out his wiener and peed into his cheerios.
mario sat down in front of the tv and began to eat his cheerios and pee while periodically scratching his balls. "hey these cheerios and pee aren't half bad" mario said out loud and contemplated having another bowl before he realized that he was all out of pee. luigi had now returned, panting and sweating. "yo luigi let me borrow some of your pee" said mario as he pointed the bowl at luigi's crotch. "gee mario i don't know what you would want with my pee but sure" said luigi as he unzipped his overalls.
luigi filled mario's bowl but still had some more pee left in him. he took this opportunity to mark his territory around the house. first he peed on his side of the couch then he peed on his chair at the dining table. he only had a little pee left so he had to make this last one count. he looked around the room and spotted his brother. he ran up and peed on mario, marking him as his own. "no one else can have you!!" shouted luigi. mario "accidentally" got some of luigi's pee in his mouth.
mario and luigi finished eating their cheerios with pee and decided to go for a walk in the park. they hooked yoshi up to his leash and took turns raping him during the walk to the park. by the time they arrived at the park all three of them were tuckered out and decided to just shit in the shade of the big oak tree. it seemed like today was going to be another peaceful day. however no one seemed to notice the eyes peering at them from inside the nearby bushes.
mario heard a rustle in the bushes. "who's there" he called out but there was no answer. "i'm warning you. you better show yourself. i got a dick and i know how to use it" he threatened while thrusting and pointing at his dick. luigi and yoshi were now getting into position too, thrusting and pointing at their own dicks. "you got till the count of three to come out" said mario. "one" mario and luigi unzipped their overalls. "two" they pulled out their quivering dicks. "THREE"
mario, luigi, and yoshi all leaped into the bushes, thrusting their dicks around. no one had any idea whether or not they were dicking the person in the bushes or just each other. there were many shouts and the occasional giggle. this went on for ten minutes before mario took charge and threw everyone out of the bushes. mario stepped out too and looked at the pile of sweat, semen, and shit covered bodies in front of him.
They make new pictures with them, still?
Not that I mind
mario looked down at the man in front of him with a look of disgust on his face. "nevermind guys it's just that fat faggot wario" he said as luigi stood up and straightened his hat. "hey fuck you mario" said wario, wiping a bit of feces out of his mustache. "i'm not the one who goes around raping people." mario smirked as he watched the lump in wario's crotch start to grow larger.
wario shifted his legs to try and hide the growing bulge but it was too late. luigi and yoshi had already noticed and were smirking as well. yoshi's wiener twitched. wario eyed it with apprehension, the bulge growing a little more rapidly now. wario was sweating, his heart beating rapidly. yoshi licked his lips. suddenly a gust of wind blew wario's hat off behind him. "aren't you going to bend over and pick it up wario" asked mario with an evil grin.
wario turned around and bent over to pick up his hat. he gave his ass a little shake as he did so and yoshi couldn't hold back anymore. he ran forward and shoved his now fully erect peener straight into wario's ass, ripping a hole through his overalls and underwear. wario gasped and tried to resist at first. "don't fight it" said mario in a soothing voice "just relax and enjoy it. i have trained yoshi well" at this point a large group of toads had gathered to the scene.
the toads closed in and formed a circle around the two fuckers. after any particularly deep thrusts by yoshi the toads would erupt with cheers. the toads started becoming aroused and began rubbing themselves. yoshi began thrusting harder and faster while wario had his 8-incher out and was stroking it. this pleased the toads who began throwing coins at the two in between stroking their own peeners. mario and luigi were quickly pocketing all the coins they could.
Maybe there's hope, anon
I hope KyoAni is just busy with current projects and is planning to start a season 3.
I really want to see the Wakaba Girls dynamic
Hyouka was shiiiiiiiiiiit.
I don't want a season three if it's based on the manga, I'll just say that much.
I hate Sumire so much
This is a story about a little bitch who refused to sleep and got slapped. Go to bed already you smug cunt.
What in the hell haha
there once was a man who anal plows anyone called mugi who's still awake at midnight.
the man is me. better hurry up sweetpea. sleep tight
>/1.[bedroom][Mugi]: Uncle! Won't you tell me a bed time story? I can't sleep.
>/1.[bedroom][UncleSteve]: Whyshh the fuck aren't schoou asleep youshh little blond whore!
>/1.[bedroom][Mugi]: W-wha, I just... I just wanted a
Mugi looks down uncomfortably
>/1.[bedroom][UncleSteve]: WANTED? Wantish wat? YOUR MOTHER, am IShh not good enof for you?
Mugi looks up, shocked. She raises her hands.
>/1.[bedroom][Mugi]: N-No, I didn't mean that at all... I, I love Uncl-
Uncle Steve backhands Mugi across the face
Mugi doesn't know how to react
Mugi raises her hand and rests it on her now reddened cheak.
>/1.[bedroom][UncleSteve]: Mysh Sister...
Uncle Steve laughs
>/1.[bedroom][UncleSteve]: What a bish... forsh some reason shes couldn't just stay DEAD!
Uncle Steve slams his fist into the wall
Mugi is frightened
>/1.[bedroom][UncleSteve]: But now... BUT NOW I HAVE TO DEALSH WITH YOU!
>/1.[bedroom][Mugi]: No wait! I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. Forgive me please!
Uncle Steve takes off his belt.
>/1.[bedroom][UncleSteve]: IT'S BURGER TIME!
>/1.[bedroom][Mugi]: What the fuck is burger time!
Uncle Steve laughs
>/1.[bedroom][ElUncleSteve]: Es el tiempo para hamburguesas, muchas hamburguesas!