Spamton: WELL GOD [$!@$] IT THAT [[CLOW AROUND TOWN] REALLY SCREWED ME OVER [not Again...why... Stop...it...hurts..]

Spamton: WELL GOD [$!@$] IT THAT [[CLOW AROUND TOWN] REALLY SCREWED ME OVER [not again...why... Stop...it...hurts..] AND SO DID MIKE

*Spamton stops looking chilled then looks to the floor*

Mike... [[hello? is anyone there?... help]]

WHAT NO I DIDNT SAY THAT... but it sounds like they were talking to you... WELL CAN YOU HELP A [STRANGER] OUT AND GET ME BACK TO MY SHOP?

[ …He- he won’t- question it. Out loud, at least she won’t… ]

“ Well.. uh.. I could try..? But I don’t exactly know.. how- to- uh- I don’t know how. “

*pits cat gently on Roger's head* enjoy! Oh and btw! *puts down a bunch of cat caring equipment* enjoy ^ ^

“ —..Uh. “ [ He reaches up to hold the cat in his hands, somewhat noticing the fact the Anon had given him cat supplies. ] “ …Umm.. “

*runs past Roger roadrunner style and yells while running past* W. D.

“ …W.D— w-what??? “ [ He’s so confused- ]

Would you rather have shrimp fried rice, or a shrimp who fries rice?

“ …….T—The one that makes more sense..?? How would a shrimp fry rice anyways?? “

Spamton: YOU'VE. NEVER. HEARD. OF. ME...

HEHAHAHA

ITS ME SPAMTON G. SPAMTON THE [NUMBER 1 RATED SALES MAN] WITH THE BEST [HALF PRICED SALAMY]!!! SO NOW THAT YOU [FRIEND REQUEST ACCEPTED] ME... DO YOU MIND TELLING ME WHERE THE [$!@$] I AM!?!?

[ ..He mumbled that name to himself a couple of times, to keep it stuck in his head. He then nodded, and held out a somewhat friendly hand. ] “ Well, it’s- nice to meet you, Spamton- uh.. you’re in the Maw. A really big boat that acts as a restaurant and a resort of sorts. “

Yo Roger! I got a really really really important to ask ya! Do ya by any chance know who Joe is?

“ No, I do not! Care to tell me who that is? “

[ ..Roger… Roger no- ]