God, it's one of E&M's friends again. Wish they would go to their house instead of coming to ours. I don't even remember the last time E&M went to someone's house. Their friends always come here, and I don't really appreciate it.
I don't like the sound of snail porridge and I don't like the sound of calf's brain custard. But which sounds the worst... Well, there's only one way to find out. FIGHT!