He Deserves Nothing. Nothing But Our Scorn.

The Man Hates Your Guts More Than Stryker Does. You’ll Be Lucky If He Doesn’t Pull Your Spine Out Through Your Nostrils. (tory) Nice To Have Miss Merry Sunshine Back Again. Any Other Eeyore Outlooks You’d Like To Share? (acheron)

Seal The Door Behind Us. (acheron) Um, Not To Be Argumentative Or Anything, But Didn’t We Have To Fight To Get That Opened? (kish) Well, If You Want To Leave It Open And Let All The Demons In – (female Dolophonos) Close It, Please. (kish) I Somehow Thought You’d Agree. (female Dolophonos)

I Apologize For Pam. I Accidentally Hit Her In The Head With A Baseball When We Were In Fifth Grade And Knocked Her Out Cold. She’s Never Been Right Since. (tory)

Oh, This I Have To See. I Love It When You Go For The Vernacular. Jugular.

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