Woah Mama Do You Love The Aces And Aros Also?

I think it is well understood that guns lost their romance after rifling was invented and became standard.

me impatiently to the little french cat boiling me in a stew: chat am I cooked

have we tried sitting completely still in a dark room, my liege?

but your honour thats my emotional support word i overuse

pirate voice: there's a beautiful person out there reading this post, I can feel it in me bones

mailman voice: I'm curious, what did you make me sound like?

one of my buddies is occupying a fortified position on high ground. i'm going to kick his ass with ease

they got rid of the classical elements & replaced it with something called the 'four harmonious insects' so now instead of fire, water, etc we have moth, spider, leech and worm.

THE BEAUTIFUL BASTARD RETURNS!!!

Objective (i.e. highly subjective) best part of going to the club is getting to roll whatever absurd random encounter table fate cooked up for it.

'Butch who dances with you thrice and leaves with a kiss upon the hand' encounter happens within a solid three minutes of the 'sudden pull up contest' and 'impressively coherent singalong' and I would have it no other way.

i love when characters lie to themselves in the complete privacy of their own minds