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My kind of teacher. Let me bake you cake and threaten you with lots of pink glitter to help you focus! :) runs to buy the cake, trips over the squirrel, and returns with just the glitter bombs.

You can entice me with a brazilian meat party, how bout that? Is that what you called it? It sounds bad when I say it.

That does sound terrible and the cow I’m slaughtering isn’t even Brazilian. Btw, it’s the brazilisn barbecue feast :)