Uh, yes? Karkat, you're perfect, don't change, but you do not have the legs for it, just saying. I'm gonna be a goddamn vision. I vote Jade our best man and John the maid of honor, if he can stop crying slash singing Journey songs long enough to perform his bridal party duties.
[Dave considers everything he's just said, then digs out the toy from his Happiny Meal. It's a Grumpig spinning a lasso, and he opens it with a fake solemn expression that doesn't quite hide the wannabe grin that keeps tugging at his lips.
The lasso doesn't come out, so he just takes Karkat's hand and slips the whole thing over one finger, cowboy Grumpig and all.]
With this ring, I thee wed, et cetera. There, now everybody throws rice and stuff and we take off in our getaway limo. After an undisclosed number of days in which we do unspeakable things to my wedding dress, we return to our private island, where I carry you across the threshold into a mansion packed wall-to-wall with nothing but spicy Cheetos and Cameron Crowe movies. You cry a little and then we cuddle and you tell me I'm very pretty. We adopt three babies and all their first words are "fuck." The end.
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[Dave considers everything he's just said, then digs out the toy from his Happiny Meal. It's a Grumpig spinning a lasso, and he opens it with a fake solemn expression that doesn't quite hide the wannabe grin that keeps tugging at his lips.
The lasso doesn't come out, so he just takes Karkat's hand and slips the whole thing over one finger, cowboy Grumpig and all.]
With this ring, I thee wed, et cetera. There, now everybody throws rice and stuff and we take off in our getaway limo. After an undisclosed number of days in which we do unspeakable things to my wedding dress, we return to our private island, where I carry you across the threshold into a mansion packed wall-to-wall with nothing but spicy Cheetos and Cameron Crowe movies. You cry a little and then we cuddle and you tell me I'm very pretty. We adopt three babies and all their first words are "fuck." The end.