Here I Am! Now What Are Your

What Is That Smell? (nick) (it Was Like Three-day-old Cat Vomit Mixed With Rotten Asparagus.) Duck Urine. It Keeps The Zombies From Thinking I’m Human. (mark) Yeah, Well It Keeps Me From Thinking You’re Sane. (nick)

Do It, And I’ll Rip Your Heart Out And Feed It To Your Friend. (julian)

The Fork Was Invented Sometime In The Fifteenth Century, I Believe.” “really?” She Asked. “were You There?” His Features Blank, He Looked Up And Asked, “what, For The Invention Of The Fork Or The Fifteenth Century?

There Are Always Three Sides To Every Memory…yours, Theirs, And The Truth, Which Lies Somewhere In Between The Two

We’re Looking For Anything To Do With The Rod Of Time. (sin) Rod Of Time, Forsaken Moon, Tablet Of Destiny…you Sumerians Really Liked Your Hokey Terms, Huh? (kat) They Didn’t Exactly Ask My Opinion Before They Named Them. (sin) Good, ‘cause My Estimation Of Your Intellect Would Be Seriously Scarred If They Had. (kat)