[Filtered to Arthas]
(After a mistletoe run-in)
[Riddick's ignoring his gorgeous shiner and broken nose in favor of one-finger sign-language]
You taste worse than you smell, and that's impressive.
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Dear Santa,
I want a knife. Could be a butter knife. Could be plastic. I want something I can hurt people with. I want a fucking weapon.
Fuck you sincerely,
RBR