And They Choose Our Mates. (ravyn) So

You Look So Out Of Your Element. (savitar) I Am Out Of My Element. Much Like You In A Seattle Goth Club. (acheron) I’m Never Out Of My Element, Atlantean. And It Must Be Dire Indeed To Get You In Shorties, And On A Board. One Day I’m Actually Going To Get You To Say ‘rad Four-mill Steamer, Dude! (savitar)

I Don’t Wanna Die, Man. They’re Not Playing. Have You Seen How Many Of Them Are Out There? One Just Took A Shot At Me, So Unlike You Morons, I’m Hiding. Hiding Is Nice. (vik)

I'm Not Sure I Know What "normal" Is.

And They Choose Our Mates. (ravyn) So What Do They Do? Jump Here On Earth, Tap You On The Shoulder, And Say, ‘hey, Bub, Marry Her’? (susan)

The Way To Overcome The Angry Man Is With Gentleness, The Evil Man Goodness, The Miser With Generosity, And The Liar With Truth. (indian Proverb) It Sounds Good, Doesn’t It? If Only People And Life Were That Effing Easy. Trust Me, It Takes More Than A Friendly Biscuit To Tame A Hungry Lion. And It’s All Fun And Games Until Someone Gets Hurt. Then It’s War. (savitar)