#rowdyruffhousing

hnnngh, computer. i'm trying to sneak around, but i'm dummy smart and the clap of my brain cells keeps alerting deedee

❛ Since apparently some people have not learned how to act, just because someone is a villain does not mean you can ask them to do something reprehensible, especially if they are children!  The Rowdyruff Boys are boys, not men, and the Powerpuff Girls are girls, not women!  Asking them to participate in inappropriate behaviors not meant for boys and girls is not evil, just wrong!  Children are not adults and should not be asked to do adult things like taxes or harassment like some of you seem to think should be okay for them.  I do not permit it!  It is not allowed, indeed unacceptable, and all around just not right!  And I should not have to say this again because I do not want to see my boys or even my greatest enemies treated like this!  I hope I have my myself clear through my concise speech.  Thank you. ❜

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   “I mean, I don’t… see why I wouldn’t be.” Murdoc crouches down so he’s eye-level with the young child, quick to snuff out his cigarette on the pavement beside him. He’s an irresponsible shit-head, sure, but he’s not deliberately gonna expose a bunch of youngsters to secondhand smoke. He’s not Sebastian. Flicking the butt away, Muds meets each pair of eyes - Butch’s green, Brick’s red and Boomer’s blue - and feels a considerable amount of pressure. Expectation. What is an uncle supposed to do, exactly? His liked to take him to pubs and strip clubs; said it was family tradition, the initiation into manhood. But Murdoc isn’t really in the mood to scar a bunch of kiddies for life, and he doesn’t exactly have any other examples to go off of beyond what was already mentioned.

   Christ, where did Gren find these three? What is it about the pair of them that inspires all these young people to follow them around like a flock of ducklings? Don’t kids these days have better role models to look up to?

   … You know what? He probably doesn’t want to know the answer to that.

he  shouldn’t,  should he?

nah, nah.  he should do the  responsible, adult thing  and tell the three stooges to either get lost or get themselves a couple glasses of water  –  or, better yet, go and get ‘em himself.  but what he does  –  see  –  what he  does  is, he pulls a bottle of coke off the bartop and splashes a little booze into it,  just a little,  diluting it over ice and a hearty helping of the fizzy shit.  

the solo cup’s wrapped in a fast-food napkin before it’s pressed into the tyke’s tiny hands, and grendel ruffles his hair, knowing  damn well  he might just get bitten for it.     ( what’s another tetanus shot, between friends? )

          “Just wind it up and let it go. And when it gets to the other side, oh no. We will not care where it lands.”

sentence starters based on the try guys’ episode  “  THE  TRY  GUYS  TRY  NOT  TO  DIE  AT  SEA  ” .

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“ ew ! get away from me, you little freaks ! ” helga shoved her hands towards the kids and took a few steps back, contorting her face in disgust.

“very funny, as if I’m going to look up to see that it says gullible.”