Outis... Outis, oh gosh... Outis... I love Outis so much... If Outis looks like that, then the Queen of Ithaca must be HUNGRY. Ou-Outis... Ngh~... Outis.. If I was in the Smoke War, I'd listen to every command Outis gives me... I love Outis. I am madly in love with Outis. I breathe Outis, I praise Outis. I want Outis, no... I NEED Outis. Whenever I wake up, the first thing in my mind is Outis. I always stare at Outis and go "OUTIS PLEASE DOMINATE ME". Oh... I want Molar Office Outis to put the handle of her weapon i-i-inside of me... I'd let Outis get drunk infront of me, let her throw the bottle at me while she screams at me to get another one. I fantasize about Outis sloppily making out with me while calling me her little dog. Actually, I am already her little dog. I will willingly get down on my knees for her, and bark if she wants me to. If you were to put me in a room full of 100 Outis', I wouldn't SURVIVE. I'd have to use a wheelchair and use diapers because my hole won't physically close anymore. Barber Outis can stack donuts on it. M-Magic Bullet Outis can SHOOT ME. Oh... I'd clean for Butler Outis... I'd submit to her WILLINGLY. I'd let her take her anger out on me like I am her personal little punching bag. I'd lick HER boot. I want HER boot deep inside me too. Ng-ngh... The first few seconds of To Pathos Mathos already has got me pathing out of my mathos... Oh... Outis... Auh~... Dimension Shredder Outis can shred MY dimension... Oh... She can put her Outits on my face and I wouldn't even complain.