Ravenloft, Babe

Well... We just have such a resentful relationship now don't we?! Just as long as you stop making my nerves jump like a boiling pan...

...Like a skillet full of oil spits rattling on the burner...

...I think we two will be alright... Yup... I do...
 
Then I'll qualify that, I resentfully resent the way you resent the way I resent the way you resent the way I make you like myself.

Aight, we be aight boy-o. As long as there's whiskey in the jar-o.

Are you naked yet? Quit procrastinating.
 
I had no idea that the rules of the game dictated that I be naked... When were they written???
 
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