canon: if you don't know, i feel bad for you, son! (aka disney's aladdin)

[rubbed]

WOAH! HEY!

WOOOOOOAAAAH-OH!

Put me down-- that tickles-- hee, oh ooh right there just give it a good--

YOW!

[ THUD. ]

Gee, sister, a little more handsy and I'm sure you'd have to buy me dinner. Will someone please talk to the girl? She's a little pushy... Just make your wishes, will ya?

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[tree_puncher]

[Steve?'s got no clue what your talking about Genie...]

Ok...?

[rubbed]

[ genie is no longer genie he is this in blue ]

See? See? It's this bad, I ran. I ran so far away, I tell you!

[tree_puncher]

Oh, wow... Even I of all people can tell that's bad...

[Shocked Steve? is shocked.]

[rubbed]

And she's a little ripe. [ POP! he's back to normal, it's cool don't worry steve, oh but now he is a film noir 40's detective type: ] So, little fella. Where you hail from? What's your story? Everybody's gotta story.

[tree_puncher]

Um... Well I'm from the Realm of Minecraft. I'm not sure what else to tell...

[rubbed]

The Realm. Of Minecraft!

[ With gusto, he says it but-- well now he's a little underwhelmed, really. ]

What is that, again?

[tree_puncher]

Umm... It's where I'm from? Everything is blocky there compared to you and stuff.