Then Why Don’t You And Bubba Have

When A Cow Lives With The Butcher, Sooner Or Later He Gets Eaten Unless He Helps The Other Cows Off To Their Slaughter. (nick)

Start Walking. When You Hit A Spot Where You’re Gasping For Breath, That Should Tell Us Our Limitations. (xypher) Oh, Joy. I Can’t Wait To Be The Guppy. (simone) Glub, Glub, Little Fishy. Start Walking. (xypher)

Count Yourself Lucky. I Watched My Entire Family As They Were Eaten Alive By The Very Pack Of Animals You Have Downstairs In Your House With Your Child. The Blood Of My Parents Flowed From Their Bodies Through The Floorboards And Drenched Me While I Lay In Terror Of Being Torn Apart By Them. I Was Only A Year Older Than Your Child When It Happened. My Parents Gave Their Lives For Mine And I Watched As They Gave Them. So You’ll Have To Excuse Me If I Have A Hard Time Thinking Good Of Any Animal Except Those Who Are Dead Or Caged. (angelia)

Let’s Just Say I Understand Betrayal. And Having Been Where He Is, I Know The Explosion To Come. Trust Me. ‘duck’ Won’t Quite Cover It. (sin)

Shut Up, Nick. (talon) 'shut Up, Nick, Heel, Sit, Fetch.’ Love You Too, Celt. (nick)