Separate names with a comma.
*tosses a bunch of bodies on the floor*
Having black and white wings, like a magpie. Define "Cheithery."
I'm off to go see Deadpool!
She shook her head, vainly attempting to remove the fog of enough alcohol to kill several ponies. "Oh, it's you. I'm in the bar again. That's weird."
The oven suddenly opened and Nightshade stepped out. "Oh gods my head hurts and where am I?"
This is a test. Well, let's see then.
Loyalty to a king or emperor. Define "Juhopth."
Well, if it was just a copy of me, I certainly wouldn't kill him. Hell, we'd probably be pretty good friends. Do you have any idea how hard it is...
Silver sighed and left the bar. He now had an idea as to where Nightshade was, and he didn't like it.
Black Jack chewing gum. It's still made in limited batches every few years, but it's really hard to get.
Yeah, this one was pretty effed up. The puppy/monkey mix I can get behind, but when you add in the baby, it gets too damn creepy. Also, since...
You're bad at faking drunk.
-12 N Still Octavia.
It's a German whiskey, made in Munich. Define "Sneltznheffer"
Silver walked into the bar, his expression a mix of worry and annoyance. "My daughter never made it home last night. What happened after I left?"
Says who?!
*puts on a hat* Absolutely.
I am also drunk, and neither am I!
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True. Alcoholics go to meetings.
