If You Leave Here, War

Even If He Doesn’t Eat, He Knows The Cookies. I’ll Bet His Mother Stuffed Him Full As A Kid. (tory) Not Really. My Mom Wasn’t The Betty Crocker Kind. (acheron) (not Unless It Involved Napalm Or Plagues.)

I’ll Abide By My Word, But You Will Never Win Me Back! Believe Me, In Two Weeks I Will Slice Open Your Throat, Drink From Your Blood, And Then Pierce Your Heart And Laugh While Your Body Explodes Into Dust. (zephyra) Beautiful Imagery. You Should Write For Hallmark. (stryker)

But As The Roman Playwright Terence Once Wrote, From Many A Bad Beginning Great Friendships Have Formed

Where Did You Learn To Ride Anyway? Disasters-r-us? (tory)

Has Anyone Ever Won An Argument With You? (syd) Just Tee, And I Was Drunk And Wounded At The Time. (joe)