"I love the smell of napalm in the morning. . ."

[gioco_di_parole]

". . . it smells like victory."

Well, victory for someone anyway. I can't shake the feeling that someone connected to Gotham was responsible for this. I don't know, I don't want to know. I'm not getting involved unless I have to.

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[mr_nygma]

I think perhaps a night of Apocalypse Now is in order.

At any rate, you're perfectly right not to get involved. Besides, I don't intend to get involved either.

[gioco_di_parole]

Do you know where we can get some acid? The only proper way to watch Apocalypse Now is while tripping balls.

[take_a_spin]

A-hem.

http://www.blotterbarn.com/

Pick one you like and I can have it to you by tonight. First one's free, especially for friends.

[gioco_di_parole]

Mm. Likin' the octopus. What d'you think, Eddie?

[mr_nygma]

Oh, didn't you know? Maxie fleshed out my medicinal needs as a house warming gift when I had that super fabulous soiree, so we're covered!

[gioco_di_parole]

Sweet. Sorry, Miss Roulette. Maybe some other time.

[q_n_a]

Yay stickers!!

[gioco_di_parole]

. . . .

those aren't stickers, love.

[q_n_a]

they look like stickers.

Are they temporary tattoos?! OMG I love temporary tattoos!!! 8D

[gioco_di_parole]

*headdesk* No, Q. Not temporary tattoos either. They're acid blotters.

[q_n_a]

Oh.

Oooooohhhhhh.

Like drugs.

I get it.

;)

[mr_nygma]

I sure do, Punkin, Maxie doesn't handle just Minotaur, you know.