yO Moot
Lyfe is laik a dor. Door.
Nvr. Neve Nevrr Never trust A 🐄 🐮 Cow
Bec Bcs Becus the ☀️ Sun aCant Swim
Ok bie Mut
ok
why is bora telling me to say jump im so confused [for many reasons other that that aswell]
uh
hi moot hows it going
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yO Moot
Lyfe is laik a dor. Door.
Nvr. Neve Nevrr Never trust A 🐄 🐮 Cow
Bec Bcs Becus the ☀️ Sun aCant Swim
Ok bie Mut
ok
why is bora telling me to say jump im so confused [for many reasons other that that aswell]
uh
hi moot hows it going
"Nobody fuckin' tell Alastor what Smash actually means-"
I can't get to my desktop so i can remember your username via the magic of scrolling
so
I forgot I saved Kups voicelines in my downloads on youtube. I just hear him start taking and my face went so red. Damn it all. Guys would ya'll be interested in a fic with My stupid son haveing a big ol crush on this old bastard that makes fun of his husband Rodimus for being reckless
Ha! The trickiest Englishman you shall ever encounter, to be sure. It is a requirement to be clever or gifted with a sharp wit before they’ll even let you in the door for becoming a vampire.
You want to turn up to me and call me out? What, is that the Irish blood in you talking, perhaps? A grudge in your DNA against my ilk?
You’re not denying that it was you.
How could I ever hold any sort of grudge against you, of all people, David Talbot? You're impossible to get mad at. You're impossible not to like.
And anyone who says or does any differently is a total asshole who needs a new head on their shoulders. Yeah, you had an uphill battle from birth being that you were born British. But I can't even hold that against you.
No one picks where they're born. Guess I can just make you an honorary Irishman. Being that you knew how to knock back some drinks, hunt things down that could kill you while not giving one damn about the fact and were an all around badass sort of guy back in your day, you deserve it.
Of course I'm not denying it was me who sent you that.
We're both too smart and you know already I'd be lying if I did.
I meant what I said though. You need to get out. Live a little. Before you end up as dusty as your brother.
Care to join me for a night and give it a good solid try?