Erasers
If I'm alone on this I might cry at my own pathetic-ness (NEW. WORD.)
Max: They're called Erasers
Me: *envisions an a pink square that can erase stuff*
Max: They have claws and fangs
Me: *mentally takes a pencil and sketches claws and fangs onto the pink square*
Max: They're ruthless and terrifying
Me: *draws an emoji mad face onto the pink square*
Max: They have fur
Me: *mentally does a really bad job at covering the pink in gray ink*
Max: *exasperated sigh* THEY'RE MUTANT WOLVES!
Me: Oh
Me: *mentally erases the eraser with a sad face*
Was I the only one to do that?
HAHAHA
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