We're pregnant. Yep, that's right people! Scythe has impregnated me with his goat seed, and we couldn't be happier! I, myself, want to name the baby Crackwhore Fetus Salad. Scythe, however, wants to name the baby, simply, Dinner. This is all thanks to the miracle of Vicodin and Bacardi. Aren't we lucky?
I walked all the way up there. I've been drinkin' preacher. He said "You tell it brother." I've been cussin'. He said "You tell it again!" I said "I f*cked a goat!" He said "Oh good lord. I don't think I woulda told that."
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Rorschach's Journal: October 12th, 1985. Tonight, a comedian died in New York.
Argh! Dammit! I knew I should've never messed with any of the Scythettes! Well, whatever, it happened. We'll shower him with death and bathe him in blood. I get to keep all the baby clothes we get from the shower, I like to pretend I still fit in them...
All the ways you wish you could be, that's me. I look like you wanna look, I **** like you wanna ****, I am smart, capable, and most importantly, I am free in all the ways that you are not.
coooooool. do i get to sit back, slurp sketti, and use a fake italian accent?
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All the ways you wish you could be, that's me. I look like you wanna look, I **** like you wanna ****, I am smart, capable, and most importantly, I am free in all the ways that you are not.
All the ways you wish you could be, that's me. I look like you wanna look, I **** like you wanna ****, I am smart, capable, and most importantly, I am free in all the ways that you are not.
All the ways you wish you could be, that's me. I look like you wanna look, I **** like you wanna ****, I am smart, capable, and most importantly, I am free in all the ways that you are not.
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