Mr. Smyth: Oh, there it is. The whole "Who are you?" schtick. Very original, but in answer to your question, I am YOUR TWE IronFist champion.
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Mr. Smyth: Actually, I included myself into a conversation that desperately needed another element added to it. Don't get me wrong, your laptop analogy was top notch - and by top notch, I of course mean rather silly - but let's face it, it wasn't the most engaging of conversations, was it?
*cage listens to pink and smyth squabble.*
Cage: ah how cute...its like you can hear two over sized vaginas flapping in the wind...
*Pisces Pink is at the threshold of "critical mass" and is preparing to use Mr. Smyth as a club to bludgeon Cage... but then Sagittarius Blue shows up.*
Sagittarius Blue: Yep, science can do lots of things, Cage. For one thing, it can give you something you lack greatly... balls.