When I walk in the door, the first thing I do is plunge my hands into the great bowl of cocaine I keep in my foyer, much as an olympic gymnast would do before mounting the parallel bars or, my favorite event, the pummel horse. Is it spelled pummel? Probably not, but I like it better that way. It hints of a time when men were men and beating the shit out of a horse was an everyday occurrence. A time when you could steal candy from a baby and then smack the little shit across the face with the back of your hand. Those were probably good times. Difficult times, sure, but good. Now we sit on the couch and practice opening cans of beer. I'm getting really good at it.

very interesting... how ya been scar?

i dont get it

You = new and hardly improved blackplauge.

Hey Saucy, Have you ever even talked to Slayer? It seems that all you ever do is stir the pot.

Yes.

You suck.

Yes, intresting indeed. I'm pretty good, how about yourself bro?

I'm more interested in the x-mob bitch slap contest going on! Wooooo! You go girls!

gee...saucy....im so glad ur always nice to me.... hey scar...bored? drunk? seeing things?

You Blow.

Hey, sup Scar, lol, Flame. Yea, Bar likes to see that.

You swallow?

I dunno, I was just going along with everyone else...

ISIS I DONT NEED TO KNOW ALL THIS!!!!

I'm sorry, I just feel it's important to be open and honest with one another.