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*adopts directly*

I shall call it Graeme!

Hooray!

omfg you're insane.

. . . it's kinda cute.

*Basks in own mad genius*

*accepts one*

I will love him and hug him and and pet him and squeeze him and call him George.

*takes opportunity to remark that that icon is insanely disturbing in some mysterious way*

Mysterious way? He's a dead boy dressed as an ice cream man offering a popsicle!

And it's his happy icon.

Hooray!

Er...but go easy on the squeezin'. Or the bullet holes won't just be for speed.

Well, I thought it was really creepy even before I knew he was dead.

It's the shadows under his eyes, I think. And clown-hair.

(This is Anthy's happy icon. It creeps me out, too. Maybe I just have issues with happy icons.)

Well, clearly happy for Paul is not happy for other people, so it is legitimately creepy.

Stephen King would be so pleased.

Poor Paulie-waulie. *snuggles*

(*is promptly murdered by dead crack rat, dies*)

Paul: would probably be pleased by the murder, and then disappointed if Anthy did not come back as a ghost, and then bored, and then naked in a take full of saline.

Stephen King would still be pleased.

Feh. Tank, even.

Despite my natural affinity for rodents, it might be considered a bit tacky for an occasional rat to adopt a dead crack rat. Or the ghost of a dead crack rat.

I'll focus on the loving and petting, then, with occasional hugging and very sporadic squeezing.

And oh, that was a mental image I certainly did not need. I just ate dinner, person-type!

That...sort of reads like you just ate people for dinner...

But even dead crack rats need love...

Perhaps I did. *raises eyebrow, picks flake of bone from teeth*

Oh my! Oh no! How scandalous!

Don't you just hate it when they don't properly de-bone the tuna before canning it? So frustrating. *winks*

Oh, Miss Bennet, you are tease.

Tease? Me? Never.

For some reason, I saw it as him being dressed as a nun offering a fudgesicle. I dunno, optical illusion-type thing.

Awww, poor Paulie-waulie. He just needs some dead crack rat lovin'.

*pause*

That tank sounds really unappealing.

You broke my brain almost as much as the turtle porn. Dude.

Paul as a nun would be awesome.

I haven't had TV in about three years; I only know of his show from freinds' babbling; it kinda looked like a habit to my demented brain.

I imagine it was.

That's why you don't sass back, kids. Or it's into the tank with you, delinquent.

OMG I'm not the only one in the whole world watching the show?!?!?

Happy day!

I could see nun if I didn't know it was one of those old timey ice cream hats.

Oh, I haven't seen it either. And now it looks like a nurse's outfit if I squint at it. *fears*

At least you get dead crack rats? I suppose that's not a half-full glass, though, just a glass with a few droplets inside.

If you were the devil, you are fair.

...Sorry, I'm in a production of Twelfth Night.

Yeah, plus you tormented by giant anteaters.

Yes, well, the greatest trick the Devil ever pulled was convincing the world he didn't exist. *smiles sweetly*

Nah, I am simply a most excellent devil of wit.

Good choice of play. We just did it at my alma mater last spring.

And now I am your fool!

Heh. Which folio?

...

...

... Really.

O_o

Yes, really.

And when the anteater is in human form he looks like Paul in a bad wig.

Better a witty fool than a foolish wit.

I honestly don't recall. I did costumes for that production, so I didn't have much to do with scripts and such. I was already performing in another show.

Your canon is so weird.

Mine is weirder, probably, but yours is still very, very weird.

Sister Mary Paul, of the Order of the Sisters of Mercy.

A very very twisted kind of mercy, I suspect.

More like sisters of No Mercy.

Oh I so stole that joke from David Ives.

Who's David Ives?

And yes, Sisters of No Mercy does seem to fit Paul better.

[OOC: Apologies for earlier. I don't know anything about the fandom Paul's from, and Peter just knows what he saw last night at the bar, so if Peter was wildly off the mark in his guess about Paul...well, like I said, I'm sorry.]

David Ives is a playwright. One of his most famous works is "Sure Thing". There's a couple on a blind date. Everytime one of them says something wrong they ring a bell and start over until they get it right.

Oh nono, my friend. You were spot on. That was the problem.

Sirius doesn't cope well with rats.

(but the threads on this post had me dying)

I'll respond with a "Mwahaha!"

"Mwahaha!"

Turtle porn lives on!

watch_wait

!!! *worships David Ives*

Then I'd better put it out of its misery!

*grabs a stake*

OMGRUNAWAY!!!!!