A Pox On Both His

To Make An Omelet You Must First Break Some Eggs.

I’m Getting All Warm And Fuzzy Inside At The Prospect Of These Demon Things Roaming The Street, Preying On Us. (tate)

How Much Longer Will I Live? (urian) You’re Immortal, Barring Death. (acheron) That Doesn’t Make Sense. (urian) Most Of Life Doesn’t. (acheron)

Yeah. I Don’t Need Much, And Whatever Else I Need I’m Sure I Can Buy Since The Council Knows That I Am The Charmed One Who Has To Be Humored Lest The Big Bad Norseman Go A Viking On Their Heads. (chris)

You Really Are Here. (thanatos) Hair Of The Dog, Baby. Sooner Or Later, We All Dance With The Devil. Tonight, It’s Your Turn. (zarek)