D: I have to think of what I’m going to call you on the blog. You know, to maintain my privacy. I can’t use your real name. I was thinking “Beefcake Mansteed.”
Beefcake Mansteed: That’s a terrible name.
D: Really, out of all of the nicknames I’ve give you over the course of our relationship, this one isn’t so bad.
Beefcake Mansteed: Well, I guess you have a point there.
*some time passes*
D: I probably smell like whiskey right now.
Beefcake Mansteed: Yeah, you do.
D: Cougars smell like whiskey. You could pretend I’m a cougar if you wanted to.
Beefcake Mansteed: I don’t want to pretend you’re a cougar.
D: If you’re nice, you can take a field trip to the Cougar Melon Camp!
Beefcake Mansteed: *horrified look*
D: *hysterical laughter*
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One of the funniest things I have heard in a long time.