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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