grawly:

what a deal

sorry:

Someone told me yesterday that I have nice legs…. I know what you’re planning, these are my legs you cannot have them

flapwagon:

haha, ok, i imagined some dragons, now what

Can you imagine Comstock's entourage though at booker taking over comstock's body? "M-mr. Comstock sir... there's no need to dig around in the trash bins like- oh no please sir don't eat that hot dog I'm sure we can get you some food if you're- oh right well.. I'm pretty sure that's someone's tonic there so I'll go purchase you one if- no I'm sure you were very thirsty.. alright.. Well, yes sir, your daughter is in her tower where you put her. Where are you going sir!? You have sermons to give!"

paperseverywhere:

Imlaughgnin so hard—kkfgsdas

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