The Secret Word
*Travis is making a cake when Garroth walks in*
Garroth: What'cha making, Travis?
Travis: A cake! But it's weird, I feel like I'm missing an ingredient...
Garroth- What could that be?
Travis- Hm, I don't know. Maybe sprinkles??? *grins*
Garroth- ...
Travis- ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Garroth- *turns into jury of nine form and strangles him* DoN'T yoU DaRe sAy tHaT NaMe AgAiN oR eLSe
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