audio | un: steinbeck

[graftage]

Hey, guess things have gotten a little greener around here, huh?

[Someone sure sounds chipper - though, in Steinbeck's opinion, why wouldn't he be? All this triple moon stuff is up his alley, seriously. He continues, with that slight characteristic twang as he speaks.]

Anyways, if anyone needs errands done because they don't want to step outside 'cause of the flower problem, I'll be your guy. Groceries, delivering mail, you name it, I'll do it for you. I won't do it for much, either - maybe just a good handshake or two is totally fine.

[And a huff.]

And... also, if anyone needs a helping hand with their plants, I'm down for that too. Not to say much about myself, but...well, I deal with something like the plant thing on a pretty regular basis. Hell, I'll even trim it if it's getting in your way, I have the tools. Just give me a holler, okay? I'm here to help out.

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sorry for the late, ignore if you want!

[graftage]

...

Uh, Ranpo. Why is one of your cacti shaped like that.

kyaa

[sweetsleuth]

Hmm? Oh, those are The Three Amigos!

[He says this like it's an explanation when it's clearly not??]

[graftage]

...

One of your "Three Amigos" is shaped like a dick.

[sweetsleuth]

Obviously! That's why they're The Three Amigos!

But you know, as annoying as my tail is right now-- it could have been worse.

[No one wants cactus dick??]

[graftage]

That explains NOTHING about why one is shaped like a dick, Ranpo.

And...wait. Worse how?

[sweetsleuth]

[...]

[Just gonna shift the camera, taking his little potted cactus dick and posing with it in a Place.]

[Actual cactus dick.]