He’s A Tough Little Son Of A

Man, Wren. I’m Impressed. No Woman Ever Sent Flowers To Thank Me. (serre) Don’t Be That Impressed. I’m Thinking She Didn’t Send Flowers To Thank Him. One Flower Says Thank You. This Many Says She Thought He Was Dead. Or That She Killed Him. Hmm...i’m Thinking, Put A Tiger In Her Tank And That Didn’t Quit Rev Her Up. What She Needs Is To Go Hunting For Bear. (dev)

You’re The One Who Unleashed Him. (savitar) Yeah, Well, Let’s Move On From The Blame Game. I Was Having Suicidal Thoughts And It Seemed Like A Good Idea At The Time. In Retrospect, Not So Much. (stryker)

My Mother Fed My Love Of Demons, Science Fiction, And Paranormal. She Was A Devout Horror Movie Fan Who Kept Me Up Until The Wee Hours To Watch Outer Limits, Night Gallery, Twilight Zone, And Star Trek. We Lived To Watch Those Reruns.

You Must Have Had Such A Great Childhood With A Man Like That For Your Father. (delphine) Yeah. All Puppy Dogs And Rainbows And Those Weird Furry People With Padded Coat Hangers On Their Heads That Look Like Space Aliens On Acid. (jericho)

But I Have A Gut Feeling On This And It’s Not The Oh-look-it’s-a-bright-shiny-world Kind. (tate)