Mmm, love me some DP, especially from my blower.

It's gas powered.

There's also:

Brain: Okay, time to do things!

Body: Ehh.... Later, let's just lay here and have anxiety about not doing the things

I don't care about being "nice," I try very hard to be good and sometimes that comes off as "nice," but generally being good improves my life, the life of my loved ones, the life of my community, and sometimes even the world, if only very little.

Evil people can be nice too, is the problem.

1st. That's not dominoes, that's whack-a-mole

2nd. Hell yeah, let me grab me mallet

I'm low on Vitamin $

"Random door is now fused closed permanently 3km away"

"Why would you use Elvish for an earth-spell?? Dwarven is clearly the more appropriate language, especially if it's an incantation"

"It's fine like it is! It works, ok?"

He's still with you in every lesson, moment, and memory you shared. It's not the same ever again, but it's there.

Honestly it would have been fine if she tried using anything other than chunky peanut butter as lube, we all know poodles are chompers, not lickers