D*cklick
Muselk’s main source of joy and the reason he hates everyone else
Muselk: I d*cklick so much, I made my little brother cry. He said, 'You're too good at this.'
Muselk: If I didn’t d*cklick, I’d probably die. Or cry. Either one.
Muselk: I d*cklick so hard, my keyboard is broken. I don’t care.