Tickling the Slow Loris

[Marmalade Fires]

Naw, but I'd dearly love to see a wild one.

[mojojojo]

IS. MOJO. IN. DANGER? SEND ££££££?

Hello?

[Princess Morripov]

They are poisonous and wee on their hands, Vodders. Still want one?

Yes! I will wear gloves.

[Batvia]

IS. MOJO. IN. DANGER? SEND ££££££?

Hello?

Are you dead? [/concerned]

[mojojojo]

I was dead this morning, but I have perked now. You can still all send £££££ though.

[Batvia]

I've run out of £££££. I needed them all to recover from the mountain you didn't climb up.

[Moody Blue]

We were worried in case you had touched a slow loris' wee covered paws.

[Batvia]

Oh God! Have you touched a slow loris' wee covered paws Mojo? HAVE YOU?

[mojojojo]

I feel like I might still be asleep.

[la Fée Verte]

That'll learn you for searching your own name.

[Hamm]

Fee sees all.

[mojojojo]

That'll learn you for searching your own name.

I did search after I read this thread, because I didn't understand what Pray for Mojo was (and I assumed that it wasn't anything to do with my username) - I found it on Google.

But thanks.

[la Fée Verte]

Educated guess. Mojo is Homer's be-nappied monkey.

[Marmalade Fires]

Fee sees all.

I'm frightened of her now, despite what she says about guesswork.

[Hamm]

We all are.

[la Fée Verte]

Oh, you bullies.

[Marmalade Fires]

That's true, I was scared of her before. Now the fear has intensified.

[Hamm]

Not that again

[Batvia]

She doesn't scare me, her and her spying little ways.

[la Fée Verte]