No, I Like You Alive

It’s Called Two And A Half Men,” Dermot Was Telling His Guest. “i Understand,” Bellenos Said. “because The Two Brothers Are Grown, And The Son Isn’t.” “i Think So,” Dermot Said. “don’t You Think The Son Is Useless?” “the Half? Yes. At Home, We’d Eat Him,” Bellenos Said.

When I Thought Of Eric With Someone Else, I Wanted To Rip Out All His Beautiful Blonde Hair. By The Roots. In Clumps.

He Managed To Convey Indifference, Contempt, And Boredom In The One Word.

Oh, God, Puppy Dog Eyes. From A Six-foot-five Ancient Viking Vampire.

Oklahoma Is Very Beautiful, And Eric Loves Beauty, But He Already Has That In You.