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[spoiler]Because no one talks about this bar or my family here like that.[/spoiler]
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*draws knife* Yeah. What he said! *can we kick him out now?*
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Nope. Y'all die first.
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Fite meh m8!
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*touches you and you teleport 70000000000 years in to the past*
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*Sticks hidden blade in neck* [spoiler]*Gives Chelsea smile*[/spoiler]
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*takes out blade* YOL TOR SHUL
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Your already dead... [spoiler]*Looks at ghost in disappointment*[/spoiler]
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I'm not dead. I'm standing behind you. A neck stab is but a flesh wound.
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It's not a neck stab, it's a Chelsea smile. Which means I slit your throat.
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It is but flesh wound none the less.
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*drags body outside, drenches in gasoline*
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*Scratches hidden blades together and makes spark* [spoiler]*Body Ignites*[/spoiler]
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FEIM ZII GRON!
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*spits on ashes*
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*Puts ashes in jar* [spoiler]*Takes as trophy*[/spoiler]
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Hipster
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-blam!- YOU MICHAEL!
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You're a hipster
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I ABHORE HIPSTERS. [spoiler]Ask anyone here. I literally eat them for fun.[/spoiler]
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Then why try to kill meh?
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[spoiler]Because you felt the need to insult my bar.[/spoiler] [spoiler]And because your a hipster.[/spoiler] [spoiler];)[/spoiler] [spoiler]Now get out of here before I erase your ass.[/spoiler]
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Ur da hipster, hipster.
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[spoiler]Hipster[/spoiler]