Hello? Anyone here? Um....guess not. Oooh! a skittle! *crunch, crunch, crunch* What? OK. Be there in a sec. *Footsteps fade into the distance*
Can you tone it down a bit in here guys please? Those gifs aren't the type of thing we should be promoting here.
Poet was stuck on a train. It was hurtling towards the inescapable, horrible fate that Poet knew awaited him at the hands of the Miggonator. And yet, he still had hope. He still held on to a ray of light that he could still can. But, an erran glance to the shadows ended this hope. In the shadows, he saw a pair of eyes. "Orf." It was at this moment that it struck Poet. He knows. He knows. Days later, Poet was at the centre of a scandal for being found. Clothed. Clothed in shame. *Technically not a GIF*