Hoodles..?

Oh wait...that's a police thing..

...well then...

HAND DOODLES

Mind: Must. Draw. *gets pink pen closer to hand*

Me: *yanks hand away* BUT IT'S PINK!!

Mind: *huffs* Sounds like a personal problem to me. *crosses arms*

Me: *outraged* YOU ARE ME!

Mind: Oh yeah.....WELP, TIME TO DRAW TONS OF PINK-RELATED STUFF ON OUR HAND!

Me: Ugh, fiiiiine. *covers hand in pink*

~later~

Mind: Ah, that is some beau-AH! WHAT'S THAT SMELL!?

Me: *sniffs hand* Pen ink.

Mind: IT'S DISGUSTING AAAAAAAAAAAAA-*barfs*

Me: *maniacally laughs* MWAHAHAHAHAAAAA


(but seriously. pen ink smells like melted crayons with extra chemicals)


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