My soul and I had a meeting just this afternoon, and I am fully up to date with its comings and goings. What about YOUR soul? Are you TALKING TO IT ENOUGH? It might get lonely.
Or, like, one day he forgets himself and doesn't put on his SOOPER SEEKRIT deodorant that dampens the affects and people are like HEY WOW YOU...CAN I TOUCH YOUR NIPPLES?
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Also, I am now imagining your soul as a cross little Rodney-shaped man and it's funny.
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But Rodney is the secret sex object of Atlantis.
... oh. Yes. It ALL makes sense now.
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