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Born: February 11, 2018 Forum Topics Started: 8
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ForumSubjectLast Post
New YorkNothing to See Here
Created by Gray Taylor
09/18/18
New OrleansBelow my Feet
Created by Gray Taylor
09/17/18
RealmThe devil's going to set me free
Created by Gray Taylor
09/15/18
New OrleansBut so are you
Created by Gray Taylor
09/12/18
New OrleansThe Quiet in the Crowd
Created by Jasp Thompson
09/04/18
Spring Taylor 09/17/18 Spring catches the change in his exterior. Where Gray Taylor had cracked a second to provide his confusion, whilst she on the opposite side of the spectrum started to build the wall in herself. Her face changing to a cold exterior with a stoic face. Something that she rarely displayed outside of her anger at the world.

Why couldn’t he just leave like the others? It would make this denial in her being so much easier to confront. She wasn’t envious she told herself. She never had romantic thoughts of Gray Taylor. These were lies she kept telling herself as he started to speak.

‘How long?’

Those two words miffed her more than her current internal struggle. She pops the bottle open and grabs a glass from the cupboard almost smashing it to shards when she sets it on the counter. Instead she opens the freezer door and grabs a handful of ice cubes.

There’s a sardonic hitch to her laughter which isn’t the regular for the monstrous ire girl.

*Clank goes the first ice cube* “You didn’t try to own me..like them.”

*Clank goes the second ice cube* “I didn’t chase after my family. Because you are …my home, wanker.”

*Clank goes the third ice cube* “I didn’t just war the whole f*cking realm just out of spite.” She hissed her temper recoiling.

The fourth cube she disregards on the counter, pouring herself a healthy shot before she takes it.

“Would you die for Jasper too?” There’s an undertone in her rough vocals, a minuscule amount of sadness in her tone. After this tangent she realizes that she never did answer his question, directly.

"A long f*cking time."
Spring Taylor 09/13/18 The force of controlled temperament was something foreign to Spring. As she stood there and watched the bottle collide with the worn kitchen cabinet. What was going through her mind? Unfinished thoughts, unreconciled feelings that she didn’t comprehend herself. Was she jealous of Jasper now? The closet had been a source of her insults for Gray for years.

Spring glares at him and turns on her feet grumbling curses as she fishes out another bottle from the fridge. Slamming it hard on the countertop, but surprisingly even with her blunt force it doesn’t break – it does however crack. She doesn’t even mean to answer him. It’s obvious that he’s upsetting her. He comes back from the ultimate sacrifice to..what? But still the words corroded with venom leave her lips with an acidic hiss.

"Why the f*ck is it never me?”
Spring Taylor 09/12/18 Spring turned to Gray and stared at him with the unquenched ire that always spun inside her. If anything the small girl was always raw on the one emotion she could feel. Her fingers curled around the neck of a bottle, gripping it to the point her knuckles had a paler undertone than her flesh. Then the words that came out.

This wasn’t something she found amusing, surprisingly. Instead she lifted the liquor contents to her lips taking a longer than normal swig. For a couple minutes it was calm. Calm before the storm that was Spring Summers came to fruition. She should have never let him in. Those annoying texts she should have just broke her bloody phone. It takes about three seconds before she’s throwing the empty bottle at Gray angrily.

“Get the f*ck out. Now.”
Spring Taylor 09/11/18 Gray
Square the f-ck up. [location shared]
Spring Taylor 09/11/18 Wanker
I was beginning to fcking think you weren't a memoist p!ss stain Cheers.
Jasp Thompson 09/10/18 Gray
Great, well now that we have the obvious out of the way, let me be abundantly clear.
You are a f-cking ******* that really f-cking hurt me.
And I’m going to help Mack run SM because it’s my home.
But so are you. So. Stop being a d-ck.
Jasp Thompson 09/10/18 Gray
And you realize you haven’t said a single word to me at all?
I never said when I was leaving, Gray.
Jasp Thompson 09/10/18 Gray
Between what? You lying to me and...? What, exactly?
Jasp Thompson 09/10/18 Gray
You know, the least you could do is acknowledge my feelings.
Jasp Thompson 09/10/18 His shoulders sag infinitesimally before his spine straightens and a hard look takes up residency. This is not his mistake to fix, he reminds himself, and he’d be damned if he would be made to follow after Gray like a lost puppy.
Jasp Thompson 09/10/18 Jasper turns, considering the man’s retreating form. He’d wanted some sort of satisfaction, some minuscule win, and instead he receives something closer to guilt. “So that’s it, then?” he’ll call after him softly. But he won’t follow; his pride is too great for that, especially after the damaging blow it took by Gray’s hand.
Jasp Thompson 09/10/18 He cants his head to the side before feigning a dawning look of comprehension. “Oh, that.” Fixing Gray with a hard stare, jaw locked, he merely shrugs. “Mack and I are going home. Spring already booted us out of Death.”
Jasp Thompson 09/10/18 “Hmm?” There’s an undeniable enjoyment in this process, simply because Jasper still holds a hard grudge. “Dont worry, I’ll pay you back.”
Jasp Thompson 09/10/18 “Perfect, I’ll just put this in my going home fund. Looks like patience really does pay off. Except when it doesn’t.”

You were successful in stealing $492.00 from Gray Taylor!
Jasp Thompson 09/05/18 Gray
You make my skin crawl.
Jasp Thompson 09/05/18 Gray
About what?
Jasp Thompson 09/05/18 Gray
Your priorities are quite admirable.
Jasp Thompson 09/05/18 Gray
Read 9:32pm
Jasp Thompson 09/05/18 Gray
You seem quite sure.
Jasp Thompson 09/05/18 Gray
The night is still young.
Jasp Thompson 09/05/18 Gray
Don’t objectify me.
Jasp Thompson 09/05/18 Gray
Boring? I can go back to hating you if you prefer.
Jasp Thompson 09/05/18 Gray
Yes. I’m too tired.
Jasp Thompson 09/05/18 Gray
I f-cking hate you.

Gray
And f-cking miss you.
Jasp Thompson 09/05/18 Gray
Oh good, you’re lovely sense of humor is back.
Jasp Thompson 09/05/18 Gray
Believe me, you are not the one I’m taking it out on.
Jasp Thompson 09/05/18 Gray
Well, how f-cking noble of you.
Jasp Thompson 09/05/18 Gray
There’s nothing I’d love more than to f-ck right off, Gray, but per your orders, I’m f-cking stranded here. And no, I don’t want you to f-cking come back, this isn’t about you coming back, because I still won’t want to f-cking be here.
Jasp Thompson 09/05/18 Gray
Oh, good, because you can go f-ck yourself.
F-cking abandon my ass here, then tell me, a grown ass man, that I can’t f-cking leave. You’ll be damn f-cking lucky if I don’t up and leave after burning this house down.
Jasp Thompson 09/05/18 Gray
F-ck off, Gray.
I’m absolutely not f-cking done and I won’t be until I’m out of this f-cking state.
Jasp Thompson 09/05/18 Gray
Read 3:39pm
Jasp Thompson 09/05/18 Gray
Don’t worry, your majesty, your wish is my command.
Jasp Thompson 09/05/18 Gray
Read 3:27pm
Jasp Thompson 09/05/18 Gray
Read 3:20pm
Jasp Thompson 09/05/18 Gray
Why, why are you doing this? You were fine with it before. Is this just part of the gimmick, that we constantly be on opposing sides of the issue?
Jasp Thompson 09/05/18 Gray
Which sounds like a perfect reason to gtfo to me.
Jasp Thompson 09/05/18 Gray
And now I’m not.
Jasp Thompson 09/05/18 Gray
Tell me why that matters now. You were more than ready for me to abandon ship before.
Jasp Thompson 09/05/18 Gray
Why?
Jasp Thompson 09/05/18 Gray
Okay, see you in Moscow.
Jasp Thompson 09/05/18 He smirks.

Gray
See you soon then.
Jasp Thompson 09/05/18 Gray
You can either respond so I know you’re alright or I’ll be on the next flight out.
Jasp Thompson 09/05/18 Gray
Cute.
Jasp Thompson 09/05/18 Gray
Stop it, you know I’m kidding.
Jasp Thompson 09/05/18 Gray
Don’t make me choose...
Jasp Thompson 09/05/18 Gray
Aw, I love her. Does she have to die?
Jasp Thompson 09/05/18 Gray
Maybe that’s who she’s referring to when she talks about her children.
Jasp Thompson 09/05/18 Gray
Using fake children to garner pity?
How absolutely devilish.
Jasp Thompson 09/05/18 Gray
Great! That’s settled then.
Jasp Thompson 09/05/18 Gray
I’m not sure there can be much more implication.
Maybe I’m just confident in my innocence.
Jasp Thompson 09/05/18 Gray
I’m glad you brought that up.
You know, I could just board a plane.
Jasp Thompson 09/05/18 Gray
Well aren’t we a fun pair.
Jasp Thompson 09/05/18 Gray
Don’t apologize. It’s what needs to be done.
How’s London?
Jasp Thompson 09/05/18 Gray
Do I have to answer that?
Victor Lockheed 09/03/18 Gray
Hate is a strong word.
But, it depends.
Do you intend to break any of my windows at some point?
Jasp Thompson 09/03/18 Gray
As long as we’re clear.
Jasp Thompson 09/03/18 Gray
I hope you’re not setting unrealistic expectations for when we don’t have a houseguest that you passive-aggressively despise.
Jasp Thompson 09/03/18 Gray
It means I know you did it on purpose.
Jasp Thompson 09/03/18 Gray
Of course you don’t.
Jasp Thompson 09/03/18 Gray
And you did not.
Got that earful first thing in the morning.
Jasp Thompson 09/03/18 Gray
What part of me makes it seem like I can contain myself in any capacity?
Jasp Thompson 09/03/18 Gray
F-cking feisty. Can’t wait.
Jasp Thompson 09/03/18 Gray
Oh this is just business?
Good to know.
Jasp Thompson 09/03/18 Gray
Whatever you say.
Jasp Thompson 09/03/18 Gray
That’s not a type, Gray.
Jasp Thompson 09/03/18 Gray
Oh really? What’s your type, then?
And acting like what? What are you talking about?
Jasp Thompson 09/03/18 Gray
You have a type now?

Gray
No, Gray, I do not.
Jasp Thompson 09/03/18 Gray
Do you have a crush on her??
Jasp Thompson 09/03/18 Gray
Nice try. I leave a path of destruction in my wake, and I’m fairly certain you don’t hate me.
There can be more than one reason, you know.
Jasp Thompson 09/02/18 Gray
Listen. We’re emotionally driven people. Whoever produces strong emotions is very appealing. Why do you think I’m with you?
She just hasn’t found the right one yet.
For someone who dislikes her so strongly, you sure tend to focus in on her personal life. 😏
Jasp Thompson 09/02/18 Gray
No, she said no, I guess.
Good news though, he forgave me for busting his glass door in.
Pretty positive he still hates me.
Jasp Thompson 08/30/18 Gray
Hmm.
Jasp Thompson 08/30/18 Gray
Don’t worry, I’ll watch her like a hawk.
Jasp Thompson 08/30/18 Gray
I just want you to be comfortable.
Jasp Thompson 08/30/18 Gray
This seems sudden, but okay.
Jasp Thompson 08/30/18 Gray
4:30 in the morning.
Are you sure you’re okay with this?
Jasp Thompson 08/30/18 Gray
...okay...great!
Jasp Thompson 08/30/18 Gray.
I feel like you’re not being sincere.
Jasp Thompson 08/30/18 Gray
It’s just a couple days.
Unless you’d like her to stay with us?
Jasp Thompson 08/30/18 Gray
I’m glad you’re excited.
I’ll be staying with her a couple days.
Jasp Thompson 08/29/18 Gray
Mack is coming here.
Victor Lockheed 08/27/18 Gray
You're not a good liar.
Also, Mackenzie says we're going to Moscow.
So. 🙃
Pandora 08/25/18 The other day she had been exploring the realm, and stumbled upon an old apartment complex. Upon going inside to find out about possible residence there she received news that the original owner had died. After speaking picking up the brochures from the front desk. It seemed it had been passed on to someone else.

Mr. Gray Taylor.

She had stuck the brochure in her purse and had been walking around the realm. She had been testing out her new photography camera when she stumbled upon the man that appeared in the brochure. She walked up to him timidly and spoke softly, “Excuse me sir, are you Gray Taylor?”
Jasp Thompson 08/25/18 Gray
You put a cigarette out in it. And simple men like simple coffee; black.
See you in the morning, then.
Jasp Thompson 08/24/18 Gray
I’m pretty sure I got a crumpled pastry and disgustingly sweet coffee that you ruined.
But alright. Whatever you want, pretty boy.
Jasp Thompson 08/24/18 Gray
I believe I owe you breakfast.
Jasp Thompson 08/24/18 Gray
When?
Jasp Thompson 08/24/18 Gray
Goodnight, Gray.
Jasp Thompson 08/24/18 Gray
Alone, I hope? It’s very rude to text at the table.
Jasp Thompson 08/24/18 Gray
No, I was busy.
Jasp Thompson 08/24/18 Gray
Read 11:05pm
Jasp Thompson 08/24/18 Gray
Was the sex really that good?
Jasp Thompson 08/24/18 Gray
And you still go to her parents for dinner? What kind of animal are you?
Jasp Thompson 08/24/18 Gray
What are you wowing?

Gray
I didn’t go a direction. What else do you go to her parents for dinner for?
Jasp Thompson 08/24/18 Gray
Absolutely. I took a dance class from Mikhail Baryshnikov back in the day. Sadly, I have weak ankles, so it didn’t take. I’ve always loved ballet.
...should I not come to dinner with her parents?

Gray
Wait...

Gray
Are you sleeping with our secretary?
Jasp Thompson 08/24/18 Gray
Then I guess I’ll just have to tag along.
Jasp Thompson 08/24/18 Gray
Wow, that’s aggressive. I’m being serious.
You do get your secretary birthday gifts, right?
Jasp Thompson 08/24/18 Gray
...fine.
Will you sign my name on all the birthday gifts? I don’t have an eye for it.
Jasp Thompson 08/24/18 Gray
I had headphones on.
Are you offering to be my secretary?
Jasp Thompson 08/24/18 Gray
Because I just bought a ticket.
Mumbai. I'm in Mumbai.
Jasp Thompson 08/24/18 Gray
I landed. I don't know where yet.
Just FYI
Jasp Thompson 08/24/18
Jasp Thompson 08/22/18 Jasper is still getting used to his new home, having only been a part of it a few days. One thing he knows very well by now, however, is the living quarters. Only he and the resident brooder really seem to be around on a regular basis, so it gets pretty quiet.

Fitting for a place called Death.

On the handle of the only other constantly-occupied door, he will hang a bag, fresh from the dry cleaners. It’s a finely pressed suit, pristine and elegant, and he felt it a favor he owed him, for showing him around.
Jasp Thompson 08/19/18 Jasper narrows his eyes, but it’s a gesture of amusement. A challenge, this one, and a very good one. “I suppose you could say that, yes. I can be very influential... and very persuasive.”

Not one to mince words - or emotions - he admits (to himself, of course) that this particular being is very alluring, which makes him all the more fascinating. The need to proceed with caution and observation has never been more prevalent.

He clicks his tongue, as his lips press into a thin line. Folding his hands behind his back, his head cants to the side in a show of disappointment. “Now, Gray, even someone as pretty as you doesn’t get that information for free. I believe someone once told me, what was it... Ah, yes, patience.

Again, he smirks, clearly pleased.
Jasp Thompson 08/19/18 Feisty.

And he wears his heart on his sleeve.

A laugh lights up his face as he shakes his head in disbelief. “She was not kidding about you. Missing someone like me can make you change your alliance, but I’ll tell you what, I’ll make sure to keep her in line this time around.” He gestures in a show of offering, as if that would be enough to smooth things over with them.
Jasp Thompson 08/19/18 He grins in response, nodding his acknowledgment. “And you’re very perceptive.”

What comes to mind next are a series of wildly inappropriate and devilishly snarky quips, but he bites his tongue on them and settles for the truth. Partly because he wants to see for himself how deep the hatred for his friend runs. But only partly. “Actually, she seemed to think me trustworthy enough when she found out I’m an old friend of Mackenzie’s.”
Jasp Thompson 08/19/18 Mackenzie had been right; very brooding, indeed.

“Jasper Thompson,” he responds, body bending into an exaggerated bow as he speaks. When he straightens, it is with an air of completely propriety. “It is, I can assure you, an absolute pleasure to make your acquaintance.” His own stormy gaze easily meets the slate of this man’s stare, and the corner of his mouth twitches upward into a smirk.

This will be fun for him.
Jasp Thompson 08/19/18 “Bless my damned soul, is that you, pretty boy?” Jasper doesn’t even bother hiding his amusement. Then, it dawns on him, and he steals a very thorough up-and-down. “Don’t f-cking tell me... you’re Gray, the closet Jew I’ve heard so much about?”
Spring Taylor 08/19/18 First Jew
You're still my f*cking jew.
Why the f*ck don't you write memos anymore? Break your f*cking hand int he closet?
Spring Taylor 08/19/18 Wanker
I got you another f*cking jew to make Jewcakes with. Cheers.
Jasp Thompson 08/03/18 “Yeah, yeah, young grasshopper, all that...”

He’s not disgruntled.

Really.
Jasp Thompson 08/03/18 Acute observation, Mr. Taylor, it is indeed a f-cking rat tail.

“I’m more of an instant gratification type person. But I’ll admit, the pay off can be worth it.” One corner of his mouth flickers with the hint of a smile, but he waves his hand in something similar to a salute as he turns to go. “Until next time, pretty boy. I hope these little lessons continue.”
Jasp Thompson 08/03/18 “Moving too fast?” Jasper ponders a moment, his own storm-filled gaze flashing. “Sound advice, but I’d like to counter it.”

He moves in close once more, flicking the pocket lint into his face. “You move entirely too slow, pretty boy.”
Winter Summers 08/03/18 Winter was merely going to go on his way, attempting to pick someone's pocket was such a common thing here. Not that he ever got why, everyone really needed the money or they were all really into playing grab ass. Winter wasn't one to judge! He stopped walking as he noticed the man's cold look, didn't faze him at all and it paled in comparison to any look Spring had given him. And then came the threat, Winter's brow did raise at that.

It would be a lie to say him and this man ever got along but for Gray to threaten him well needless to say he didn't ever see it coming. Which honestly maybe surprised him more. "Threatening me now Gray? I'm hurt after all we been through? My feeling is just devastated!"

Winter would simply shrug afterwards. "As you wish, however I would ask Spring for tips on how to be more scary you got a face that reminds me of a puppy mate." Winter gave him a half ass wave as he went to walk away from him. "Was a pleasure as always."
Victor Lockheed 07/13/18 Gray
I'm sorry I'm such a tease.
(No I'm not.)
Victor Lockheed 07/12/18 Gray
Are you still mad that I told you no?
Victor Lockheed 07/07/18 Tray Gaylor
Oh. You're back.
I thought I smelled brisket.
Spring Taylor 06/29/18 NEIGHBOUR WANKER
OI. WE ARE GOING TO FCKING KIBBUTZ AND I'M FCKING BAKING YOU A CHALLAH. ROMAN FKCING VACATION.
Spring Taylor 06/29/18 WANKER
NO. F*CKK OFF. THE F*CKING NAVY IS MINE. YOU CAN HAVE F*CKING HOT BLOODY PINK YOU GORMLESS GIT. WHERE IS MY JEWCAKE
Spring Taylor 04/21/18 Wanker Jew b!tch*rse
F-cking Casey. He should speak the same BLIMEY MEMOIST JEWISH F*CKING LANGUAGE. GO HEBREW HIM MOTHERF*CKER GOD ****ING DAMNIT.
Summer 04/20/18 She gave the man a once-over, letting her eyes drag up and down his form. Meeting his gaze, she gave a thoughtful frown and shook her head.
"Must be confusing me for a different blonde that was rummaging in your pants."
Spring Taylor 03/25/18 Wanker
Come speak b-tch to this f-cking cow dog outside the door. Cheers.
Spring Taylor 03/23/18 MEMOTOLOGY WANKER
..... you don’t live in a dumpster bloody git. ARE YOU EVEN GRAY. Where are my f*cking memos at. IS YOUR BLIMEY PEN SHOVED UP YOUR ****ing ****** hole.
Spring Taylor 03/22/18 Gray the @rse neighbour
I didn't miss that toe fungus, dumpster baby. F*cking wanker. DID YOU SH-TE HIM OUT OR NOT. I'M PUNCHING YOU IN THE BLIMEY ****** IF YOU DID.
Spring Taylor 03/20/18 NEIGHBOURHOOD MEMOIST
IM GOING TO FCKING POUND YOUR DEAD ARSE INTO MEMOIST JEW CAKE
Spring Taylor 03/20/18 NEIGHBOURHOOD MEMOIST
I CAN HEAR THE FCKING CHIME IN THE CLOSET BLIMEY JEW GIT
Spring Taylor 03/20/18 NEIGHBOURHOOD MEMOIST
ANSWER ME BLOODY WANKER
Spring Taylor 03/20/18 NEIGHBOURHOOD MEMOIST
WHAT THE FCK IS CASEY CHICKEN LEG WANKER DOING THE FCK ALIVE
Spring Taylor 03/20/18 NEIGHBOURHOOD MEMOIST
DID YOU FINALLY SH!T OUT THAT SHRIMP FCKING D*CK FROM YOUR ARSE
Spring Taylor 03/20/18 NEIGHBOURHOOD MEMOIST
GRAY. F*CKING TAYLOR.
Spring Taylor 03/13/18 F*cking Jew wanker
You are getting no where near my blimey @rse. I would have sh*t out your stupid sodding cuff links by now. Check up the last sl*t you wrote a f*cking bible memo too. Shabot shalom punk *rse
Spring Taylor 03/13/18 Memoist B@stard wanker jew
Have you checked up your f*cking arse?
Saito Eiji 03/10/18 Normally the impolite way that western foot traffic flowed wouldn't trouble Eiji, but the pr!ck that just checked his shoulder and glared at him lit his fuse. The past few weeks of his life had been a trial, and he was filled to the brim with a smouldering wrath that was suddenly choking him, asphyxiating his reason.

With a sudden spring in his step, he would sink his fingers into the collar of the offender's suit and attempt to jerk him back as forcibly as he could muster, snapping his own head forward to meet the hardest part of his skull with this sh!thead's brainpan.
Spring Taylor 02/13/18 Jew Wanker d-ckmemoface
I f-cking haven't.
Autumn Summers 02/13/18 Fine.

Autumn almost laughs. Almost.

Instead, the edges of her smile smooth out. She shifts, thumbs hooking onto the front pockets of her jeans. Oh, so casual. "All women lie, too. Nature of the beast, aye?"

One step back. "Not my Gray. Rather difficult when said person is dead. Pity, though. I'd started to m- ah, well, doesn't matter since you're not him. Apologies for wasting your time. Do tell my sister hello. Cheers."

Autumn offers another pleasant smile and off into the crowd she melts.
Spring Taylor 02/12/18 SQUARE THE F*CK UP. TRY AND SHUT ME UP WANKER
Autumn Summers 02/12/18 Liar.

Several different emotions flash through those green eyes, one all but indistinguishable from the next. An eternity in two seconds. Finally they settle on empty. Blank. Nothing. Walls up, doors closed.

Autumn smiles. If it can be called a smile. There's a sharp edge, a feral quality to it. More a baring of teeth, really.

"Perhaps you're right. The Gray I knew never lied outright." The jab is deliberate.
Spring Taylor 02/12/18 You’re a FCKING jew. ALL THESE MOTHERFCKING SLAGS KNOW YOU’RE BACK.
Autumn Summers 02/12/18 Everyone has a particular scent, unique to them, and them alone. Along with a few other of the supernatural persuasion, vampires possess an acute sense of smell. Unlike humans, they can pick out a familiar scent without having it shoved up their nose.

Such is the case with Autumn. Her head whips around fast enough to crack her neck. She ignores it and focuses on that familiar scent, carefully weaving her way around the bodies in her way. Really, she deserves a gold star for not mowing all of them over.

Reaching her goal, the tall man in a suit with that unmistakable posture, her hand will settle onto his elbow and tug him to a halt, if he allows.

Assuming he stops, Autumn will step around to face him, barely believing her eyes. "Gray..?"

Barely above a whisper, but he will hear her. He always does.
Jocelyn Fairchild 02/12/18 Hello and welcome!
Spring Taylor 02/11/18
Spring Taylor 02/11/18 Spring's fists are clenched on both sides of her. As she lets out one furious shriek at Gray. Throwing the keys deliberately at his face. "YOU F-CKING FAIRY AIRY @RSEHOLE. HERE ARE THE BLOODY KEYS NOW GO MAKE MY F-CKING JEW CAKE. I'LL F-CKING SHOW YOU SNORING WHEN I STUFF YOUR FCKING FACE BACK IN THE DIRT YOU STUPID JEW MEMOIST B@STARD. AND XANANANDADU IS GOING TO SH-T F-CKING COMETS UP YOUR F-CKING @RSE. DIVINATION MY F-CKING C-CK."
Victor Lockheed 02/11/18 Gray
I mean, if we're just going off sheer amount of balls, then yeah. She'd qualify as a macho-man sized he.
Probably not as big as Spring's, though.
Spring Taylor 02/11/18 NO THEY ARE BLOODY JEW CAKES. THEY ARE YOUR F-CKING JEW CAKES. AND I WANT ONE. RIGHT BLIMEY NOW. CHOP CHOP WANKER. WHY THE F-CK ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME SNORE YOU CREEPER GIT.
Victor Lockheed 02/11/18 Gray
It's cool that you're back and everything, but I should probably tell you that I'm involved with someone right now.
So, you know. Don't get your hopes up.
Welcome back.
Spring Taylor 02/11/18 GO TRY AND SAIL OFF A F-CKING SKYSCRAPER LIKE A MEMO AIRPLANE YOU BAG OF F*CKING D*CKS. YOU MADE ME A BLOODY JEW CAKE BEFORE. NOW F-CKING MAKE ME ONE. BEFORE I MAKE YOU CHOKE ON YOUR BLIMEY BALLS.
Spring Taylor 02/11/18 GET BENT. YOU F-CKING D-CK. GIVE. ME.MY.FCKING. JEW. CAKE. YOU. SHABOT. TOSSER.
Spring Taylor 02/11/18 F*CK YOU MEMOIST SH-TE. WHERE IS MY BLIMEY JEW CAKE. I F*CKING HATE YOU.
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