Hash Tester Reef Plath

Did somebody order a crate full of good-times? As an ḭ̷̼̿n̵̟͐̆f̴͎͓͒̀̀a̷̺̓͝m̸̓͊̒ͅo̵̗̙̣̔̎u̵̡̩̱͐̋̈s̴̼̱͆͋͒ ̵̱͉́B̸̫͋͌͒l̸͓̏͝ì̴̢̯̉s̸͙̈́͝š̴͙ ̴̪̀s̷̖͒̍̏m̸̳̓u̴̘̲͕̓g̴̼͈̖̀̑g̸̝̝̩̓l̸͍̒͝ë̸̟́̏ṛ̶̥͈͑̍̑ ̷̦͍̗̓̇ă̷̭͖ǹ̶͈̻̫͒d̸͎͉́͗̋ ̵̙̑͜͝l̷̰̄͝e̶̺͠gendary pilot you're always looking for the latest way to get buzzed. That's why you joined W̶̛͔̦̯̊̍a̴̧͌r̸̯͍̔̿͝p̸̟̠̮͐͌̋ ̴̭̀̉͆S̶̪̹̋͑q̸̺͕̜͂̄ư̸̙̯̅a̸̢̢̔̆d̵̝͊͆. That's why you've started to scratch foxes when no one's looking. Because it excites you. You sell Bliss at a discount to The Umbra Confederacy members in exchange for the occasional pasta.