Board Thread:Off-topic/@comment-25465008-20151210221346/@comment-26509793-20151218075706

Citrine awakes and stretches all eight of his legs.

Citrine:  guess ill make breakfast.

Citrine rolls out of the cottage and starts up the fire

Citrine: noI ban you because i forced all of those on this thread to make a HUGE DISGUSTING ABOMINATION FUSION to find some food that EVErONE can eat! How about.....

Citrine produces taco shells from his gem.

Citrine: anything else in there? nope im all out