"Or, since this is a cereal commercial, we could absolutely not do that."

"What do you mean-"

"Tell them about your social media, Tony."

The giant, anthropomorphic tiger looked up with a haunted expression. "The gods are dead, and demons of primordial and demented lust desecrate every corpse."

"... Feed your maw?"

"Feed your maw."

"Ooh, we could try 'Start your day with Etrigan'-"

"Morning-after, walk-of-shame, Nathan have you even been listening?"

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"She's old, she's lame, she's barren too, // "She's not worth feed or hay, // "But I'll give her this," - he blew smoke at me - // "She was something in her day." -- Garnet Rogers, Small Victory

FiMFiction.net: we might accept blatant porn involving the cast of My Little Pony but as God is my witness we have standards.

Tony has to remind his Twitter followers that Frosties are for everyone and not to be so thirsty in mentions kids could read. Chester Cheetah, by contrast, is fully fucking into it. I am not making this up.