Posted on Curb Feelers....
Ruffled Feathers: Dear Childs. I will be absent for a few days whilst I relocate south for the season. The cold weather has become unbearable and I cannot cope with a freezing pond any longer. I'll be back once I get setup down there at a new pond, and have time to unpack my rubber ducky collection. 
BMB: Yo suck it up dog. Always with the bitchin' and moanin' dog. Just put on a coat or
sumthin' sheeit.
Ruffled Feathers: As usual, dear child, your overwhelming immaturity makes you look like a big fat poopyheaded wankrag. Stop being so immature.
BMB: Eh whatever. It'll be nice without you
stinkin' up the place for a bit. Bitch!
Ruffled Feathers: Dear child, you're just an immature child. Die in a fire.
LilyAnne: AGREE AGREE AGREE AGREE
AGREE AGREE AGREE
