Bruce Lee would have a field day every day.

What if we stop being spread out and meet up?

I'M IN THE MIDDLE OF THE BLOODY WORLD, AND YOU'RE ALL WELCOME TO MY FLAT. WE'LL HAVE AN AWESOME TIME, DRINKS ON ME.

What if Kalas would actually come to London so we can meet?

The party would probably end with police...AND THEN CONTINUE ANYWAY (I have never, ever thought I would see you say that. Ever) (Somehow it fits both posts so okay)

What if we didn't borrow Razer's motto?

Then we would be unable to battle Razer to the death in a perilous video game tournament.

What if when we peeled back our skin, underneath we were actually teddy bears?

Then this: http://www.gamespot.com/articles/shoot-a...0-6422995/

What if, if what?

Then tacocat racecar.

What if hand dryers actually dispenses bacon?

Then orgasms, orgasms everywhere.

What if I was in your wattahs?

THEN GET OUT OF MY FUCKING WATER

What if Strike+Shade was a thing?

Then: "Strike & Shaaade! Sitting in a tree! K-I-S-S-I-N-G!"

What if I refused to get out of your fucking wattahs?

Then I shall use my "apply Railgun to face" method to get you out.

What if Vivi is my actual twin?