d y l a n : if you could go anywhere with me, where would you go?

v a l e r i e : i would rather go live under a rock than go anywhere with you.

d y l a n : aw, i thought we had something!

d y l a n : no but seriously, where would you want to go?

v a l e r i e : *sighs* i think i'd like to go to few places...

d y l a n : okay, like where?

v a l e r i e : it's a city called up your

v a l e r i e : and a country called ass.

d y l a n : well then. i would like to shove a few things up your ass. jack ass.

v a l e r i e : how is madusa's statue working out for you? *smirks*

d y l a n : very hard, THANK YOU VERY MUCH! >:|

v a l e r i e : you're welcome. c:

v a l e r i e : i wanna go to italy though.

d y l a n : okay, i think i can take you there. but first i want to book you a plane ticket to a country called fuck.

d y l a n : and have you stay in a city called you.

v a l e r i e : dick wad! >:|

d y l a n : *crosses arms over chest; smirks* has the oven preheated yet?

v a l e r i e : it has, but thankfully there won't be anything baking in it until i find the right person to help me put the dessert in.

d y l a n : well i bake for a living so...

d y l a n : maybe you can make a trip down to drewy lane?

v a l e r i e : you are NOT the muffin man!

d y l a n : i could be. and hey, who knows? we can help each other by making our baked goods soft and creamy and delicious. 🤗

v a l e r i e : are we even talking about pastries here?

d y l a n : i thought we were. man, now i'm confused!

v a l e r i e : that's what happens when you're overloaded with sexual fantasies.

d y l a n : you wish you could have me right now.

v a l e r i e : oh yeah dylan it's my life DREAM of having you deep inside me.

d y l a n : you're not helping me here!

v a l e r i e : who said i was helping? i thought we were talking about food?

d y l a n : you pussy wad! >:|