You Might Wanna Rethink That, Boy. 'cause

Where Are You Going? (nykyrian) To Get A Drink And Kill Cruel…not Necessarily In That Order. (syn)

My Demon Ate Them. (nick) What Happened To The Jocks? (acheron) Riiiight. And I Suppose The Big Bad Wolf Will Be Coming In Right Behind You To Finish Up? Or Is It The Gingerbread Man I Need To Fear? (nick)

Man, Wren. I’m Impressed. No Woman Ever Sent Flowers To Thank Me. (serre) Don’t Be That Impressed. I’m Thinking She Didn’t Send Flowers To Thank Him. One Flower Says Thank You. This Many Says She Thought He Was Dead. Or That She Killed Him. Hmm...i’m Thinking, Put A Tiger In Her Tank And That Didn’t Quit Rev Her Up. What She Needs Is To Go Hunting For Bear. (dev)

(unsure If She Should Laugh Or Groan, Astrid Held Fast To The Tank Before Her As Zarek Pushed The Snowmachine To The Limits. It Vibrated So Badly That She Half-expected It To Disintegrate Underneath Them.) Cap’n, I Don’t Think She’ll Hold. The Warp Engines Can’t Take Any More. It’s Going To Blow Apart. (astrid)

I Want To Hate You, But I Can’t Even Stay Mad At You. (jericho) You Know, I Think You’re More In Need Of Lessons On How To Seduce Than I Am. Why Don’t You Call Me Fat And Ugly While You’re At It? (delphine)