Honeymoon

[reyler]

I don't think Gordon actually could escape from his weiner even if he had wanted to, I mean the square mileage the thing covers makes it pretty hard to avoid.

[DPR]

 

*pretty hard* snickers...

[reyler]

Yeah, really, stairway to heaven.

[DPR]

 

Or highway to hell, depending on you level of literacy. Koo Koo ka Choo.

[reyler]

This was going so well, and then you had to go and invoke the Beatles. *carves out Wes' heart and uses it as a hockey puck*

[DPR]

 

Looks at all of the shiny ice...

[reyler]

Ice covered in blood isn't actually as pretty as it sounds  :-\

[DPR]

 

Unless you are a vampire child, who's mother promised him an icee. Now please get out of the way so I can pay...

[reyler]

I'm pretty sure vampires can't breed except in special circumstances like Angel and Darla!

 

Unless you mean to split hairs and state that the child became a vampire, in which case I think it a fair assumption that his mother has little authority left with him.

[DPR]

 

You are sooooo 90's. *Bites reylers cold, cold neck. slurps*

[reyler]

I don't have blood you silly goose there is naught in my veins but salt and the 90s were pretty okay.

[Nevare]

I like the 90s, that's when I died for the first time.

[reyler]

Also coincidentally when you first took up wearing pants.

[Korin Caylin]

mmmmm strawberry...sounds good to me.

 

i been back for about two weeks, where you been,Korin?

 

I was kidding.

 

You watch Angel Reyler? I'm surprised.

[Nevare]

Oh the days of wearing pants, they were beautiful times.

[mcs0083]

And now you wear woman's pants *shakes head*

[bad company]

So he has something in common with you

[Nevare]

I just wear what fits . . .  :o

[reyler]

And if what fits happens to be a shed snakeskin, well, who are you to turn down free clothes?

[bad company]

I'm guessing nevare!

[reyler]

That's just an alias, he's really an international superspy.

 

Nah, he's not that cool.

[bad company]

Then who does?

[reyler]

Wait, how did the angel dust enter the conversation?

[bad company]

Must have come from the back room

[reyler]

It didn't fall out of my pocket, no sir.