"You have a hobby Big Daddy?"

Some days I think my anchor is weighing me down, do you have any suggestions to make me not feel this way?

The overly manly hunk of meat known as the manly Gragas appears out of nowhere, not chewing bees this time, but with nails puncturing through his manly jaws. He clearly had nails, without milk, for breakfast. So he points at Naughtylus in a manly manner, and then says one thing, and ONE THING ONLY:

NAUGHTY NAUTILUS

And then the manly hunk of meat starts to walk into the horizon, making it quake and shake and bake and snake and rake and fake and make and lake and... ok the fourth wall couldn't give enough words to not be considered spam. So then the horizon begins to shatter like glass, because the damn sun can't even handle the manliness that it's facing.

Dear Nautilus,

Have you ever answered a question with more than 3 complete sentences?