Talk:Cancer/@comment-72.129.154.205-20151202015926/@comment-25057891-20151211092834

"Sure," I say with an anticlimactic tone.

Her crab part then froths bubbles, then the bubbles wash me away.

"A bubble bath," I say with a seemingly sarcastic tone (hint: it's not sarcasm), "thank you."

"Hmhmhmhmhm..." the cancer replies, "do you like it?"

"Don't stop," I say in a normal tone.

After covering me with her bubbles, she then caresses me with her brush-like parts and her palms.

"Your palms are soooooo sooooooffffttt," I say in a relaxed manner. "Don't stop, go on."

"Thank you," the cancer says, "I'd gladly do it only for you."

You know what happens next.