What’s this about a girl? He will have no girl, and he will like it that way. I made him. I am his creator. I... I am his God. And if he is unfaithful to me (which is pretty close to impossible, but for the sake of the argument) I can, and will, destroy him.
That outboard motor (or what have you) doesn’t make him any less cool than he used to be!
Goodnight, Kristina! I’ll use the empty time to perfect the skill of hurling cardboard CD sleeves at a mirror. And then, next time I see you, I can show you my progress. I was originally going to put an exclamation point there, of course, but then I realized how unexciting it was.
Hello I am devil man
I'll assume you mean angry, so that I can agree with you. It's easier to agree with you, instead of getting into fist fights all the time.
Now? So soon? Well, you did warn me. And I did prepare, a little.
I doubt there's a good reason, even hidden way down. No. This has no logic.
Always... wheat. Fields of wheat. Too much wheat.
This is exactly what I am talking about!
It's probably best that you don't slap yourself. You could smurf something up. Damage something.
