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Your Boyfriend Is…well, Way Buff. Monster Buff. Lord, King Buff. (sunshine)

(at The Back Of The Cave, Phoebe Placed Her Hand Against One Of The Stones Where A Spring Release Opened An Elevator Door. Chris Gave An Over Exaggerated Gape.) Holy Hand Grenade, Batman, It’s A Bat Cave. (chris)

You Make One Tiny Variable And So Help Me, I’ll Have You Slaughtered Where You Sit. (kiefer) He’s Just Such A Nice Man. (nykyrian)

You Know, Your Sarcasm Isn’t Appreciated Right Now. I’ve Been Drugged, Beaten, Nearly Raped, Saved, Drugged Again, Hijacked, And Now Threatened By You. Tell Me, What Else Should I Look Forward To? Torture, Or Just A Good Maiming? (kiara)

I Got A Shotgun And A Backhoe And No One Looks Under A Septic Tank For A Dead Body. (bubba)