never forget.

"Hey Rex, I bought these today. How do I look?"

I found shiny new toy. HERE You can find it.

He was just taking a sip of coffee when he heard his name called and as his eyes landed on her ensemble, he spat out his coffee.

Coughing, and sputtering, he shook his blue hand, trying to brush the drink off his tie.

"God damn, woman!"

"Maybe." she closed her legs in that way so he would see quite well the thigh briefly as the skirt rode up for a second, before it returned to the right position. "Am I doing a good job?" she asked innocently, batting her eyelashes.

"Possibly." He gave a tiny side nod with a slow blink and a shrug. "I studied up on your culture when I landed here years ago and according to the story… If I were to take a bite out of you, I would be casted out of paradise and have doomed all my decedents to misery untold… Not sure how I should handle that kind of situation."

She laughed, leaning back and resting her weight on her arm. 

"Well I am not the forbidden fruit, Phid. I’m the Snake. I tempt so if you bite me no casting from paradise will happen" she winked at him. "It’s all safe and sound. Unless…" she reached to his tie. "You want to sell me your soul?" she played with the tip of it. 

He leaned back in his chair and admired the woman with a lazy glance. "Damn woman."

Picking up his glass of whiskey he gave her a thoughtful look even as he drained the honey liquor.

"You're just tryin' ta wrap your coils around me for a good squeeze... Soul an' all."

The Detective’s Office cigarette smoke, gun oil, and jazz listen on 8tracks

Harrison watched the older blue man crouch in the water, but his strategy for catching a fish seemed to be ‘stand there and hope one swims between his legs’.  It was also painfully boring.  It wasn’t long before Harrison was looking around the woods — watching birds, examining the rocks in the water, and looking at the little tiny fish in the stream that were swimming near his blue toes.  God this was boring.  He should have brought his phone with him so he could create an internet bubble and skype Wayne or something.  

Suddenly he heard a shout and when he whipped his head up to face Rex, a slimy fish smacked him right in the face!!  

"Gah!!" he shrieked as the fish flopped down into the water in front of him.  "What the fuck!!" he gasped as he tried to wipe fish slime off his face.  

Feigning a groan of dismay, the detective placed his hands on his hips again to stare at Drake, “Aw, come on, Bambi! That was your dinner!” the fish swam away. For shame.” He shook his head with a deep heartfelt sigh. “Starving people all over the world, Thumper…”

"THAT IS IT!" Harrison roared.  He’d tried his best to be patient but the blue man had hit his limit.  He turned and stomped out of the water.  "I’m going home.  Somewhere with air conditioning and scotch and no bugs or rivers or fish trying to kill me!  Back to civilization!" 

He sloshed back onto shore and angrily grabbed his socks, trying to get them on over his wet, sandy, blue feet.  “And stop calling me names from Disney movies!” the blue businessman added indignantly as he struggled to pull one of the socks on. 

Rex watched with his head cocked to the side, confusion rippling through him as he registered his demands.

"That's it? You're giving up? Just like that?" 

Keeping his face straight he couldn't help the chuckle bubbling from his voice, "Come on, you have to stay..."

Grammar: Will vs Would

If you can look at Corn Porn and not be horribly disgusted, then we should get married. 

eliot spencer is the kind of guy that pretends to be annoyed with u all the time but will genuinely sit with u and watch ur favorite movie seventeen times in a row and let you braid his hair if it would make u feel better

Bitching the whole time.

but he still makes you cupcakes while he’s bitching 'what do you mean you don't have real vanilla extract? get up, we're going to the store'

kill the idea that openly caring characters are boring

set on fire the line of thought that dictates that altruism is a bad thing and that selfishness/sassiness is an inherently more appealing and ‘~intricate~’ quality than an affectionate nature

smash and bury the concept of the false equivalency between angst and complexity

kindness and empathy are not synonyms for “blandness” and “lack of personality”

You can tell a lot about someone by the music they listen to.Hit shuffle on your media player and write down the first 10 songs. Then pass this onto 10 people.

Tagged: amoxtli-the-silver-dragon

1. The Might Masturbator - DTP

2. Addicted - STP

3. Wrong Side - SYL

4. The New Real - Arjen Anthony Luccassen

5. Mirror Maze - Ayreon

6. Twisted - Twisted, the untold story of a royal vizier

7. The Last Midnight - Into The Woods

8. The New Migrator - Ayreon

9. Palace of Mirrors - Estradasphere

10. Blue Bayou - Linda Ronstandt

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