The pervy Valentine's version of the Santa letter quiz.

[dial_a_psychic]

 

Comments

[_classact_]

How completely disturbing...

[dial_a_psychic]

I know! This must be the first time I wouldn't mind not being in the middle.

[_classact_]

I'd rather shoot myself in the face than get into bed with you, so there's no real cause for worry.

[dial_a_psychic]

Yeah, I'd rather you shoot yourself, maybe a foot, I'm not that mean, before getting in your pants.

So, yeah, there's really no worries in that department.

[k_o_w_a_l_s_k_i]

Hah. I ain't doin' it with no funky house of mirrors. I like my produce fresh, thanks. And not psychic neither.

[dial_a_psychic]

Dude, you're too picky for your own good.

[k_o_w_a_l_s_k_i]

You sayin' I couldn't do no better than Mister Overbite and you? I could do better. I could do way better.

[dial_a_psychic]

Well, I'm not putting my hands on fire for Asher, but, better than me? Dude, that's not going to happen.

[evan_laurier]

You should ask your partner if I'm a good hook up.

[dial_a_psychic]

..... *tries very hard not to wince* Dude, what's this? The next level after fooling around with twins?

[evan_laurier]

Twins? Really? Where?

[dial_a_psychic]

Hidden under your good jokes stash.