I don’t know that I’ve actually gone through the proper introductory things between the two of you, so here goes. Internet, meet Mr. Tickles; Tickles, meet the internet. There, that’s not so bad now is it. I’m sure that you’ll make great friends, afterall you see me at the internet enough Tickles, and you don’t really give a damn about anything internet.
What, no internet, I was not calling you a slut.
No, I won’t take it back because I didn’t actually say it. You really need to calm down internet; it’s not actually all that important.
Ok, fine internet, I’m sorry if I hurt your feelings, it was not my intention to insinuate that you had loose sexual morals, but you have to admit that you do have a lot of porn.
For the love of monkeys, shut the Hell up internet; this is Tickles’ moment, so just let everyone look at the picture and be happy.