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[quinnade]

Oh veyye, not this agai--OOF-- WATCH IT JERK I'M WALKIN' HERE--

"HEY, AREN'T YOU LOST? THE CIRCUS IS THAT WAY!"

WHY YOU LITTLE--

[ What follows are the charming screams of a man getting his head smashed into the sidewalk and repeatedly bludgeoned with her communicator. There are the distant screams of people running far, far away from one Harley Quinn

Comments

[antiduality]

Oh, me!

[quinnade]

EEK

[antiduality]

THAT'S WHAT I LIKE TO HEAR.

[quinnade]

Ewwwwwwwwwwwwww.

Is your boyfriend here too, pizzaface?

[antiduality]

SHUT THE FUCK UP.

[quinnade]

Awww, did he break your poor, itty, bitty heart. Let mommy smack it better.

[antiduality]

Yes. Come here. Right now.

[quinnade]

Movin' on already? I'm taken, honey, but maybe I can fit you in for a pity date. When and were?

[antiduality]

I said right now you stupid bitch.

[quinnade]

I SAID WHERE OR DO YA GOT TOO MUCH GUNK IN YOUR EARS.

[antiduality]

[INSERT SOME ADDRESS HERE]

[quinnade]

Wear somethin' sexy for me.

[antiduality]

What, like half a ton a' symbiote?

ACTION LOG?

[quinnade]

YEAH, YEAH, YEAH. SPAGHETTI BLAH BLAH.

ACTION LOG!

[antiduality]

[SCREAMS SOME OBSCENITIES AT THE COMMUNICATOR BEFORE TOSSING IT OFF THE SIDE OF THE BUILDING HE'S ON]

ACTION LOG!

[quinnade]

[ Along the way, Harley has stolen (1) baseball bat, (1) bottle of hair spray, (2) lighters, and (1) Harley Davidson. She's zipping down the street with Kylie Minogue blasting on the radio when she finally arrives at the destination. She revs the engine and yells up at the shithead. ]

HEY, CHERRY JELLO! GET DOWN HERE.