klavier-gavin:

prosecutor-godot:

klavier-gavin:

prosecutor-godot:

I really have no interest in trying to take over the world, and what we’ve been doing every night just happens to be screwing like rabbits. Therefor my answer is perfectly valid, it’s just a throwback to the cartoon.

Ah, shame. We’d make such good supervillains. You are smarter than the Joker and I am slightly less annoying than Harley Quinn.

Would you go around calling me Mr. G? I kind of like that.

For you? I’d put on a skanky Queens accent and everything.

Done. I retract my earlier statement and we are now villians set on just watching the world burn.

klavier-gavin:

prosecutor-godot:

I really have no interest in trying to take over the world, and what we’ve been doing every night just happens to be screwing like rabbits. Therefor my answer is perfectly valid, it’s just a throwback to the cartoon.

Ah, shame. We’d make such good supervillains. You are smarter than the Joker and I am slightly less annoying than Harley Quinn.

Would you go around calling me Mr. G? I kind of like that.

klavier-gavin:

prosecutor-godot:

klavier-gavin:

prosecutor-godot:

klavier-gavin:

prosecutor-godot replied to your post: Hm.

Hm?

Ah, nothing important. I was just reading things on my dash.

… What did you want to do tonight?

The temptation for a Pinky and the Brain reference is overwhelming.

Aha ha ha.

Go on, then.

The same thing we do everynight, pup. Screw like rabbits.

That is not what the mouse says at all.

Ok~

I really have no interest in trying to take over the world, and what we’ve been doing every night just happens to be screwing like rabbits. Therefor my answer is perfectly valid, it’s just a throwback to the cartoon.

klavier-gavin:

prosecutor-godot:

klavier-gavin:

prosecutor-godot replied to your post: Hm.

Hm?

Ah, nothing important. I was just reading things on my dash.

… What did you want to do tonight?

The temptation for a Pinky and the Brain reference is overwhelming.

Aha ha ha.

Go on, then.

The same thing we do everynight, pup. Screw like rabbits.

klavier-gavin:

prosecutor-godot replied to your post: Hm.

Hm?

Ah, nothing important. I was just reading things on my dash.

… What did you want to do tonight?

The temptation for a Pinky and the Brain reference is overwhelming.

hobo-phoenix:

prosecutor-godot:

Don’t be so dramatic. I hit you twice so that hardly constitutes beating you to a pulp.

Alright, hm… I was cold and refined when I accepted I was going to prison pretty gracefully. There.

Was it only twice? I don’t know, I don’t remember! I just woke up with the bruises. 

… I can’t exactly argue, there.

It was only twice. It would have only been once, but you just can’t ever seem to quit when you’re ahead, badger. Well, it would have been none, but again… you just wouldn’t listen. If it makes you feel any better, I had a couple bruises on my knuckles, too.

There, see? I can be cold and refined when it suits me. In the end it’s just more fun to not be.

hobo-phoenix:

prosecutor-godot:

hobo-phoenix:

prosecutor-godot:

… Alright, I don’t think I can argue that. 

But I can still be cold and refined when I want to, that just isn’t very often.

Cold, though. Really? Because anger for you always comes with like a scalding heat, from where I’ve been standing.

Across the courtroom from you.

I’m pretty sure there wasn’t hot coffee being thrown at you the night that I came to visit you the last time you were really drunk. I was pretty angry at you then. My anger varies, like all my blends of coffee.

Throwing cups at you across the courtroom has, by far, been the most fun I’ve had while pissed off, however.

See. You’re an ass.

Anyway. I’m not sure beating me to a pulp can be considered cold and refined, either. Sorry to break it to you.

Don’t be so dramatic. I hit you twice so that hardly constitutes beating you to a pulp.

Alright, hm… I was cold and refined when I accepted I was going to prison pretty gracefully. There.

hobo-phoenix:

prosecutor-godot:

… Alright, I don’t think I can argue that. 

But I can still be cold and refined when I want to, that just isn’t very often.

Cold, though. Really? Because anger for you always comes with like a scalding heat, from where I’ve been standing.

Across the courtroom from you.

I’m pretty sure there wasn’t hot coffee being thrown at you the night that I came to visit you the last time you were really drunk. I was pretty angry at you then. My anger varies, like all my blends of coffee.

Throwing cups at you across the courtroom has, by far, been the most fun I’ve had while pissed off, however.

hobo-phoenix:

prosecutor-godot replied to your post: HEY GODOT COULD BE COLD AND REFINED TOO MR WRIGHT

You wound me. I haven’t done a single thing to you in at least two weeks to deserve being called an ass.

Oh no you don’t need to do anything, it’s just sort of your general state of being.

Don’t worry, it’s mine too.

… Alright, I don’t think I can argue that. 

But I can still be cold and refined when I want to, that just isn’t very often.

hobo-phoenix replied to your post: how old are you now, mr godot?

Jeez. Time to start thinking about retirement homes.

I’ve got a retirement home. There’s even a live-in nurse. He’s a bit pushy, kind of a drama queen, but he’s certainly a sight for old, sore eyes.

Forty-four now, anon.

klavier-gavin:

prosecutor-godot:

klavier-gavin:

prosecutor-godot replied to your post: Happy birthday to my husband.

My deepest apologies. I’ll tell my mother you wish she had been more thoughtful and kept me in for a few more days.

Damn straight.

If you’re so upset about having to celebrate here, you know we don’t actually have to. I’m a big boy, I can wait a few days for birthday shenanigans. I’ve had plenty of them, they’re hardly a novelty anymore. 

Oh, you idiot. I’m joking. Natürlich.

Haha, I know, pup. Honestly, with how the day started, I know you’re not too upset over this.

hobo-phoenix:

prosecutor-godot:

As if I’d share those juicy tidbits, Wright. The honeymoon’s going pretty well. We’re both being spoiled, which I think is the point… Can’t deny that I’m starting to miss being home just a little, though, but that will come soon.

I’ll assume everything’s alright on your end, since I’ve seen no evidence otherwise on my dash.

Yep. No thefts no murders no hit and runs, not a single kidnapping.

… Kind of boring, actually.

Really? Homesick? What for? 

What’s there not to be homesick for? It’s home. My bed, the monster dog, all of it. Don’t get me wrong, I’m enjoying myself here, but there really is no place like home, is there?

I’d rather life be somewhat boring for you than over-eventful. Last thing any of you need is more tragedy or drama over there.

klavier-gavin:

prosecutor-godot replied to your post: Happy birthday to my husband.

My deepest apologies. I’ll tell my mother you wish she had been more thoughtful and kept me in for a few more days.

Damn straight.

If you’re so upset about having to celebrate here, you know we don’t actually have to. I’m a big boy, I can wait a few days for birthday shenanigans. I’ve had plenty of them, they’re hardly a novelty anymore.