*respawns* skittles look at that tub and tell me it's not fabulous, I made the mistake of looking too close and the shear fabulousness blew me to pieces. Let me put it in a way you'll understand. Such fab, very amazed, much splosion, such body parts everywhere, much me, wow
I couldn't help it! I read though the comments and my scum bag brain turned "fab" into fap..I'm that weird person who will make a joke to myself then laugh with myself...at myself...in front of a crowd...aaand think it's the best thing ever.
Alas too_fab has joined us in our fabmony.. *drums beat louder, it begins to thunder, and lightning, winds begin to blow* the fabmony has opened a portal...somewhere between time and space...
"So much fab can not be contained in our universe. Hood we have to do something." *hands hood a potion* "It will make us immoral, we can't close the portal without it, we'll die! We must save the world...it's just too much fabulousness." *the storm has now reached a critical level and it's hard to stand up*
We better hurry...I really need a taco now. Tomatoes and lettuce on top, just a dab of sour cream, lots of melty cheese...OMG give me the meds hood. I'm..so...hungry...
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Why you try and make this sound perverted?