Welcome. I'm Atrus. Want a cinnamon roll? I make some mean cinnamon rolls. Have some hot chocolate-NO! Not that one. That has rat poison. For my sons. Hee hee. Lay down. Sit and rest. Let me tell you a story... --- "Nothing quite like good cookies and evil milk."
Atrus sat down, and began crying. His serious mental condition of thinking people were in his house was starting to break him down. He swore as his cat knocked over the hot chocolate, spilling on this crotch.
Atrus: Arrgh! --- "Nothing quite like good cookies and evil milk."