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That's what happens when a black cat crosses your path, right?
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three word starters.
❛ please don’t go. ❜
❛ don’t turn around. ❜
❛ eat my dust. ❜
❛ suck my ass. ❜
❛ what’s for dinner? ❜
❛ drunk i’m not. ❜
❛ where’s your coat? ❜
❛ bring some beers. ❜
❛ are you home? ❜
❛ say my name. ❜
❛ i can’t go.❜
❛ i’d like none. ❜
❛ well fuck me. ❜
❛ are you sick? ❜
❛ i’m freezing cold. ❜
❛ you’re all wet. ❜
❛ are you drunk? ❜
❛ don’t look back. ❜
❛ it says ‘positive’.❜
❛ run far away.❜
❛ you are screwed. ❜
❛ damn it’s hot. ❜
❛ get here easily? ❜
❛ don’t touch me. ❜
❛ it’s cold out. ❜
❛ just leave me. ❜
❛ i like you. ❜
❛ talk to me. ❜
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Me @ every hot person I fight: Listen… I know we’re enemies but y’know. If I win. We’re so making out.
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I’ve never been good at emotional stuff. Except anger. Anger, I’m good at.
Hannah Harrington, Saving June
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concerned cats.
They Can Talk is on Facebook !
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PARKS AND REC SENTENCE STARTERS
“I will defeat you right into my pants.”
“Why you gotta bring the Quackson Five into this?”
“What I hear when I’m being yelled at is people caring loudly at me.”
“He’s like the gayest person I’ve ever met, but I make out with him when I’m drunk sometimes.”
“A little birdie told me that you have one unpaid parking ticket.”
“A little birdie told me that your adoptive mother was arrested for marijuana possession.”
“I am NOT crying, okay?! I’m allergic to jerks!”
“On a scale of one to Chris Brown, how pissed off are you?”
“This would not happen if I had a penis!”
“I thought there was gonna be chocolate.”
“I’m just, like, going through a thing right now.”
“I guess when my life is incomplete I wanna shoot someone.”
“I am a guy and I like fire, and playing hockey and eating meat.”
“I want to punch you in the face so bad right now.”
“Really? ‘Cause an hour ago you told me you’d rather watch a sex tape of your grandparents.”
“Just bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, now all the ladies sayin’, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce.”
“I want to make out with you and chew your eyebrows off.”
“It’s like yoga except I get to kill something.”
“Are you eating turkey chili off of a Frisbee?”
“The only thing I’ll be waving is your decapitated head on a stick in front of your weeping mother!”
“That’s almost exactly the opposite of what I meant.”
“Your quiet support means the world to me, as does your tacit endorsement of all my behaviors.”
“I am one hundred perccent certain that I am zero percent sure of what I’m going to do.”
“It’s roughly the size of a two year old child, if the child were liquified.”
“Guurrl, you look like Annie Oakley and Pippi Longstocking had a baby and I LOVE it.”
“It’s cold outside and I can’t wear mittens because they’re not flattering to my hands!”
“Damn it, you’re transferring your crying thing over to me.”
“I just opened a can of whoop ass on myself!”
“You’re smart and successful with an adorable belly.”
“There’s only one thing I hate more than lying: skim milk, which is water that’s lying about being milk.”
“My spirit blood is on your hands.”
“You’re like a giant puppy with no shame.”
“History began on July 4, 1776. Everything that happened before that was a mistake.”
“Are you kidding? This is London. There’s a pub over there, there’s a pub over there, and there’s a pub between those two butcher shops.”
“I thought you needed some air, even if that air is fouled by the stench of European socialism.”
“You’re a man genius… with a taut, narrow frame like a sexy elf king.”
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“They’re still a step up from the thugs back home.” They were only slightly more resilient than the typical henchmen in Gotham, but the change in theme was exciting enough. “Gangsters get boring after a while.”
Between ducking punches and dodging ninja stars, a well aimed leg sweep took out one of the remaining ninjas. Good enough, she figured Voorhees over there could handle the last one by himself. Selina had other things to take of, like getting her loot back.
The knife set had slipped out of her hands at the beginning of the skirmish, thanks to a surprise shuriken nicking her arm. Now that things had quieted down, she finally had a chance to pick it back up. A quick glance over the set reassured her that all knives were still present and accounted for, only the casing being a little scuffed. Not bad, hopefully her client wouldn't mind.
“Well, that was fun.” Maybe she’d come out to New York more often. “Thanks for the help, it’s much appreciated.”
“You’re a long way from home, lady!”, He had heard stories of Gotham, heck even Raph and the guys had been there recently. As bad as New York was, Gotham was a league of its own.
“These wimps are a bunch of push overs. Look scarier than they actually are.”, Casey stated as he floored another, courtesy of a broken jaw. Two left now…and they didn’t seem nearly as confident as when their rooftop rumble initially broke out.
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Send me "unf" for your muse to pin mine against the wall.
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a majestic lion
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“I’m more of a Gotham gal.” Selina did most of her work in Gotham, trips to the Big Apple being few and far between-- The only reason she was here today was because a client wanted that damn knife set, and was offering a very pretty penny for it.
And she’d bet her money on that being the reason these fancy goons were all riled up. Only a few of them left now though, one less after throwing her elbow into nose of one.
“…Fair point.”, with a soft sigh, Casey tossed the broken end of his bat aside, reaching for a fresh one from his bag. Doing that while trying damn hard to avoid ninja stars wasn’t exactly the easiest task.
“What, you never been to New York? Ninja’s are big. Giant rats, crime, ninjas…comes with the package. Dunno what’s got ‘em so riled up though…”
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“The Jason Voorhees mask threw me off.” With a flick of her wrist, her whip coiled itself around the neck of a ninja, and another yank on the whip sent the poor thing hurtling into a wall. “What the hell’s up with the ninjas?”
If she’d known that knife set was guarded by freakin’ ninjas, she probably wouldn’t have tried to steal it. Regular henchmen were one thing, ninjas were on a whole other level.
“No way! I’m tryin’ to help ya out here!”, Casey shouted as he swung the bat, cracking another ninja square in the face. “Don’t you know a good guy when ya see one?”
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