well I live with Snakes and Lizards

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[ the sound of a struggle ]

For fucks sake! Just stick it in your hole!

You'll thank me for it later.

Fuck Casablanca.
Fuck Bonnie & Clyde.
Fuck Titanic.
Fuck Sleepless in Seattle.
Fuck Gone With the Wind.
Fuck Ghost.
Fuck Pretty Woman.
Fuck Dirty Dancing.
Fuck Grease.
And fuck West Side Story!

I need a gun. Now.

[ooc: Cuffed to The Romantic!]

I'm tired of people licking him like they're on a drive-by. Listen up.

Flavor: Cotton Candy

Price List
1 Green to kiss him on the cheek
1 Blue to kiss him on the lips
1 Violet to lick his face for 10 seconds
1 Indigo to suck on him for 1 minute

These numbers are not open to negotiation.

Fees payable to T. Corinthian.

( You are a Don't Fuck With Me Seme! )

I'd rather be making lists.

I have a lot of groveling to do--a lot--and I rarely do that. So, congratulations.

But you're not here to enjoy it. I looked for you at Lee and Tony's and I looked for you at Rose's and I looked for you at home. Well I guess I deserve it and I'm sure everyone else agrees with you. I've been a total asshole to you and even now I admit I wouldn't be saying this if it weren't for that fucking curse. The truth is I'm afraid of you, and I'm not afraid of many things, more things are afraid of me even when they don't know I exist. My function is built on fear and I'm afraid one day you'll leave me and I won't be able to take it. I don't trust myself when I'm weak. You know there's a good reason for it and you know it first hand. I have appetites. I'm sorry it happened to you.

That's why I have a killswitch and I hate that I have a killswitch and I hate that I don't control whether I live or die. I want to control everything else. I want to know what future I can manipulate and the only way to do that is to repeat the same routine. When you don't depend on anyone else you don't have to take risks. I pick on Foster because he takes risks. I still think he's a naive little shit but he's a naive little shit who puts himself on the line, I hate that. I almost cheated on you when I promised I could be exclusive. I'm the shit here. I'm tired of being lectured but the fact of the matter is I don't listen. I miss Matthew because I listened to him.

I'm sorry you think I don't love you anymore. That's far from the truth and it's far from what I mean. I want to listen to you and I hope you'll give me another chance and listen to me too.

P.S. The rest of you cocksuckers can shut the fuck up about all the dick you've gargled. New Years Eve, 1999, Cthulhu.

No you press the… it's on?

[A little shuffling.]

Terrorism. What's the agenda, I failed to catch it when they forgot to spraypaint anarchy on the walls. You'd think--

[The microphone shakes.]

… You'd think they'd let us in on their demands, their worldview. We didn't even get a piece of work reflecting the social decay of society from them. Are you Wardens sure it was terrorism and not one big prank? The world moves on. We dismiss statutory rape on a technicality. We cock a brow at the static and--

[Scrrtch. Thunk. Roll roll. Scrrtch.]

We're all fucking animals under our skins that's all goodnight.

Durex. We've got you covered.

Wrong board. Hit the--

Today's Playlist:
"Wild Thing" The Troggs
"Love Cats" The Cure
"Hound Dog" Elvis
"Bad Fish" Sublime
"The Bad Touch" Bloodhound Gang

( Radio Notes )

Mention this not within the context of ill humor, unless you wish for me to slide your neck over the chopping block.

I need a fucking locksmith.

What kind of magician are you?