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[goalenu]

Ah, geez, no, by all means. I think it's fuckin' peachy when you constantly ignore me for evil broads. Tell me, again, how well you identify with the quiet cannibal from Hell.

No, c'mon. That's a good one and I'm in need of another laugh.

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[voyeured]

You and about every other one of our muses. Pick you up, toss you around for a while until you've been subjected to do their bidding, and then they throw you to the side. They'll come back to you every once and a while, but if you're like me, end back up in the corner.

[goalenu]

Thrown to the side? Oh, no. It's not like that, here. She's just, ah. A little excitable. [Pot, meet kettle.] She always comes 'round. Always.

[voyeured]

Yeah, well, have fun telling yourself otherwise.

[goalenu]

It's not tellin' myself nothin', it's the goddamn truth.