Now Don’t You Be Covering

And I Don’t Want His Body Touching Something I Wear. He’ll Contaminate It. (sasha) Oh, Good Grief, Sasha. Grow Up. You’re Four Hundred Years Old And You’re Acting Like A Whelp. It’s Not Like He Has Cooties Or Anything. (astrid) Yes He Does! (sasha)

What Are You? Insane? I’m Not Interested In Ms. Preppy Uptight Sloan Ranger. Jeez. I’d Get Khaki Between My Teeth. Can You Imagine? I’ve Never Been In Khaki And I Never Want To See A Woman Out It. It Scares Me. (dev)

Well . . . He Lets It Ruin His Life. He Gets So Obsessed With Going After The One Thing That Hurt Him That He Loses Sight Of Everything Else. He Becomes Isolated From Everyone And Everything. Paranoid. He Feels Like He Can't Trust Anyone Around Him Ever. In The End, He Loses Everything, Even His Life. And For What? Total Stupidity, If You Ask Me.

You Are Not Human,” The Demon Announced. “you Have No Soul.” “thank You For The Obvious. Did You Know You Have Horns On Your Head?

Knock, Knock. You Have The Day To Hide. Come Nightfall, We Hunt. (desiderius) Yeah, Yeah...you And Your Little Dog, Too. (kyrian) You're Not Scared Of His Threats? (amanda) Chere, The Day I Fear Something Like Him Is The Day I Lie Down At His Feet And Hand Him The Knife To Cut My Heart Out. The Only Fear I Have Is Getting You Back To Your Sister And Convincing High Queen Hard Head To Leave Off This Matter Until I Can Locate Desiderius And Send His Soul Into Oblivion Where It Belongs. (kyrian)