All this inactivity is driving me crazy. I'm fading. I'm waning. I'm also somewhat hurt. If you don't get back to your writing soon, and I mean seriously, I'm leaving you for good.
Hey there, honeypie. Some of the kidlings an' I are headin' over to Amsterdam-- rumor has it that Heaven's there, but I just want some bud and fun-- so if you wanna join the caravan, just give me a ring.
Sweetheart, all rhetorical questions can be answered with 'Hell,' one way or another.
The system says you're already booked with us... of course, not for a good thirty, forty years in the future, but it sure does warm the cockles of my heart to know we're gettin' a sweet piece like you in our fiery inferno someday.
Unless you want an advanced tour. I'd be... more than happy, to show you around.
Hmm, if I could be guaranteed a return ticket, I'd be more than happy to accompany you anywhere. Something tells me, though, that if I stepped foot into your domain, there'd be no way in hell (out of hell?) that you'd ever let me out of your deviant little clutch.
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At least it'll give us something to do.
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Where have you been all my life, you little devil, you?
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The system says you're already booked with us... of course, not for a good thirty, forty years in the future, but it sure does warm the cockles of my heart to know we're gettin' a sweet piece like you in our fiery inferno someday.
Unless you want an advanced tour. I'd be... more than happy, to show you around.
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