i don't even know.

[extrathreeinches]

You can say all you want, love. Best deal I made in my life.

Comments

[mattersverymuch]

It's a shame you've peaked at such an early age.

[extrathreeinches]

What can I say? I've got a talent for rising to occasions.

[mattersverymuch]

I'm sure. And then falling. Quickly. Limply. Unfortunate.

[extrathreeinches]

I'm like a Japanese meal. Small--well, alright, large--portions, but so many courses.

[mattersverymuch]

And yet not terribly filling.

[eyesofaserpent]

Is there any particular reason why you're parading around with my name? Mispronounced, no less.

[extrathreeinches]

Maybe someone thought you were defective? Though, to be perfectly honest, I can't imagine why.

[eyesofaserpent]

I'm hardly defective. You're clearly just a copycat.

[extrathreeinches]

Don't blame me, love. I happen to agree with you. Well, on the defective part. It's not my fault if someone wanted an encore.

[bitch_is_back]

What good does it do you now, though?

[extrathreeinches]

'King of Hell' ring any bells?

[bitch_is_back]

[She lifts a brow. Extra three inches? Meg is too amused.]

Did they make you king based on the size of your wang? I wonder what the contest was like.

[Oh Meg, always mouthy. She has some luxury here though. Were she face to face with Crowley, she would be more than scared.]

[extrathreeinches]

Let's just say the extra few inches helped me get in the door.

[After all, he wouldn't have been sent to Hell if he hadn't made that deal, and now look where he is.]

[ex_messing702]

[ Listen. You may be a demon and a Very Bad Person, but he's still laughing. Because he's sixteen. ]

[extrathreeinches]

It's so good to know the younger generation knows where the important things lie.

[ex_messing702]

Dunno about important. Bet it's a popular one, though.

[extrathreeinches]

That depends on what you use it for, love.

[lovemesomepie]

Who'd you manage to screw over this time?

[extrathreeinches]

Would you like the laundry list, or just the highlights?

[lovemesomepie]

[Considering the laundry list must be ages long...] Just the highlights'll do fine.

[extrathreeinches]

Do you have more than three hours? Because I'd hate to rush this.

/late angel is late

[trenchcoat]

I somehow doubt that.

/so is the demon, so no worries

[extrathreeinches]

Have I ever given you any reason to disbelieve me, Angel?

... Well, other than that unfortunate Purgatory shtick, but if I recall, you betrayed me first.

o/

[trenchcoat]

...

['purgatory'? nope, not computing, so here, have some heavier heavy frowning.]

I have no idea what you're referring to.

[extrathreeinches]

Really, Castiel, is that the best you can come up with? Even if you're from before my time, there aren't any secrets in a place like this.