Christ.

Shoot me before I end up shooting someone else. Either way, I'll feel a hell of lot better. I'm down to my lucky boxers here.

Wish I had something to wipe the sweat with.

Like a pair of nice red knickers.

[Hey, even in the sweltering heat, Matt is still Matt.]

Not normally much of a promoter. If it was left up to me, everyone in the bar would probably die of thirst. But if you miss the tricks and treats of Mazikeen and Ainsley? Don't blame me ( Read more... )

Seems like our resident cougar is gone too now, huh. How many of us does that leave on the Task Force? Two? Three?

Shit.

Least I finally got my hands on Shangri-La. Anyone wants to see 'em, they're framed on Thorn's wall. Hey, Ada Wong's panties are legendary. Can't take all the credit though. Elena, thanks for keeping her distracted while I ( Read more... )

So I'm right about two things. This really is hell. And hell really doesn't want me.

[A sharp, pained intake of breath]

Shit. Someone put a blond in a nurse's uniform and send 'em my way.

Yeah. Everyone who got mixed up in the whole "bad twin" thing...sorry. I heard he promised everyone a party though. So let's do that. Dain, feel free to stick around. And it's okay to wear a shirt. Really ( Read more... )

So far, there's been no panty donations for Thorn's wall of fame. Found something else to put up there, just so it's not wasted space.

Wouldn't really call those pictures of a gay romp. A frolic, sure.

One of you motherfuckers squealed.

Neon pink isn't my color. Neither is neon orange.

Huh.

((There's the sound of a zipper. Matt's obviously trying not to snicker as he speaks.))

Mello. You've gotta see this. I'm like that chick in 'Charlie and the Chocolate Factory' that ate too much blueberry pie and--

The fuck is that? Ugh.

((Gunshot.))Yeah. Keep trying to hop around on that ( Read more... )

Anyone else hearing whispers about this "Girl's Night"? Before you let it conjure up images of pillow fights that somehow turn into full body massages, see it for what it really is: gender discrimination. I don't actually like to do stuff, but you know what they say. Stand for nothing, fall for anything. So if this thing does go down, I'm already ( Read more... )

Hey. Godheads. Where's my cake?

Make it chocolate. And instead of candles, I want cigarettes.