He’s A Tough Little Son Of A

He Made A Sound Of Disgust In The Back Of His Throat. "oh Thank You So Much. That's What Every Man Wants To Hear About His Name. You Might As Well Call Me 'little Pecker' While You're At It And Tell Me You Would Love To Have Me Go Shopping With You For Feminine Hygiene Products. Oh And By All Means, Carry A Big, Sparkling Pink Bag With Flowers On It And Make Me Hold It.

Fine, But I’m Not Ripping The Head Off A Voodoo Chicken Or Drinking Anything Disgusting. (grace)

You Know, Bud, I Don’t Know You From Adam, But That’s My Baby Sister You’re Hanging On To. So I’m Thinking The Wisest Course Of Action For You Is To Let Her Go And Introduce Yourself. Pronto. (rain)

Athena Came To Stand By Her Side. She Reached Out And Ran A Light Touch Over The Read Wrap. 'nice Dress." Grace Frowned In Disbelief. 'they're Fighting To The Death And You're Admiring My Clothes?' Athena Laughed. 'trust Me, I Pick My Generals Well. Priapus Doesn't Stand A Chance.

Were You Raised In A Barn? You Don't Just Walk Into Someone's House." Ash Laughed. "i Have An Open Invitation To Enter Whenever I'm Here." "yeah, But What If He's Naked Or Something?" Ash Led Him Into The Foyer. "i've Known Kyrian For Over Two Thousand Years, And I Can Honesty Say That I Have Never Once Caught Him Naked In His Living Room." The Door Closed Behind Them Without Ash Or Nick Touching It- Something That Always Unnerved Nick When Ash Did It. "besides, Rosa's Still Here. I Know He's Not Walking Around Bare-assed With Her On Duty.