If you command me to do something that I was already planning on doing the chances of me doing that thing automatically drop to zero
patrick stump and the band are walking through town. suddenly a wild gangster appears. “yo yo, nigga you got a fuckin problem? you and your stupid hat.” patrick backs away a bit. straightening his glasses, he says, “listen sir, sorry if you’re having a bad day, but there’s no need for racial slurs. it’ll all be okay, i love you,” the gangster begins to cry, pulling pat into a hug. god bless patrick stump.
you’re so cute I just wanna hug you and kiss you and cuddle with you and also fuck you but hey man it’s whatever