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Dream Daddy, Mary, Robert and Joseph.
Was having a major art-block, warm-up session that got out of control. Busted the block, though.
I will take you to my grave so forget about your prayers youâd better pack your old suitcase and prepare to take a place
SEMI-HIATUS NOTICE ! OOC: (( hello everybody, i hope youâre doing well ! Summer is coming to an end, and iâm going back to uni next week. I know I havenât been on much, partly due to having a lot of irl activities and lacking the drive to write, but iâm putting both my blogs on a temporary semi-hiatus until the 31st of august. Iâll still pop in now and then to do replies, but iâll be putting all my focus on moving back to my uni city/starting up my studies again.
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âI'll pay you $20 for you to never say you saw me here and that I was never smoking a blunt.â
Mary had just about enough time to stare down Ernest with a raised eyebrow, eyes shifting between the blunt in the kidâs hand and the crumpled cash in his other, now outstretched towards her, hand before she burst out in laughter.
âReally, kiddo; youâre going to attempt to bribe me with a twenty? An adult who isable to make her own money, from other means than snitching on kids doing thingsthat are legal here? I like your style, keep your money. Snitches donât have any friends.â
Besides, she was fairly certain that whatever Ernest was smoking, it wasnât what he thought it was. More likely than not, and judging my the feint smell that frankly belonged more in a pizzeria than here, Dames kid had sold him some very overpriced oregano. She was going to have a good laugh with Lucien later.
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Nails a double bottle flip with two empty wine bottles, and then dabs. â Is she a Cool⢠and Relatable⢠Mom yet ?
"Yo, Mary! My ex-wife left a bottle of wine yesterday when she was over at the house and since I'm not a fan of drinking, I thought maybe YOU would want it?" Holds out a bottle of red wine.
@caeruiean
So, Kale dadâCraig, she quietly corrected herself in her train of thought, the man had just earned a moment without nicknamesâreally managed to rise through the ranks of her neighbors with ease. Really, she was even willing to pass over the comment about a distaste for drinking (each to their own, Mary reasoned, and this as it just had been proven left more over for her). As the glass bottle passed between two set of hands, Mary eyeing the label of the bottle with a sightly cocked eyebrow, she even offered Craig a smile. Maybe she wasnât rumored to be the nicest person on the block, but at the very least she has some manners, sometimes.
Craig was a good guy. Also; his ex-wife had good taste in wine.
âHey, thanks, cowboy. If you donât want to hang on to this, Iâll gladly take it off of your hands. Ease the burden just a bitâ Iâm joking. Thanks, Craig.â Glancing down at the bottle again, squinting slightly, the wine had a lovely red color in the sunlight. âYou sure that your exâ  Ashley, right? â will be happy to hear youâre handing out her wine?â
âHonestly. Thatâs no way to talk about a gal, no one ever taught you that? Shame on you, sailor. Or do you think that Iâm desperate to get some? No thanks.â
â° * Âş â  buzzfeed unsolved sentence starters  ( pt. four )  â
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â  you donât feel strange at all? not even a little bit?  â â  oh shit, waddup! iâm taking a selfie with some demons, yooo. hell yeah, whaaa!!  â â  youâre insufferable.  â â  yeah, iâm just gonna⌠get some fucking holy water.  â â  iâve lived my life with one adage and thatâs donât fuck with demons.  â â  i just love seeing you squirm!  â â  okay, tell your spooky story!  â â  i think this is all bullshit.  â â  we better get out of this house, somebody knocked our little bear out of his little wicker chair.  â â  youâre telling me you wouldnât be unnerved by going upstairs and seeing a bunch of stuffed animals organized into a little cult circle when no one did it?  â â  what the fuck? oh shit! no!! whereâs my holy water?  â â  what the fuck? oh shit! no!!  â â  whereâs my holy water?  â â  itâs just a flashlight! it rolls, itâs cylindrical!  â â  hereâs the thingâ this is what i fucking love about like, paranormal evidence. people are always clamoring for it, right? like âwhereâs the evidence,â and then when the evidence is finally theyâre like, âfake!â  â â  if you slit my throat tonight, iâm gonna have a hard time forgiving you for that.  â â  will you haunt me for the rest of my life?  â â  no, i wonât haunt you cause iâll be dead. ghosts arenât real.  â â  that demonâs racist!  â â  fuck that demon, heâs whitewashing the history of this house.  â â  this demonâs whatâs wrong with hollywood.  â â  whatever, demonâs racist. i donât respect this demon.  â â  youâve lost your mind!  â â  here we go! rock and roll, buckaroo.  â â  fuck this house. fuck this house so hard.  â â  hereâs the thing, i discount almost 100% of all of âi saw it in the middle of the nightâ things because sleep paralysis, often times, most people wake up and see shit.  â â  if i wake up tonight and thereâs this grotesque looking thing laying next to me and just staring at me with itâs fucking stupid beady eyes open, iâm gonna shit myself. thereâs gonna be poo in my sleeping bag.  â â  iâm gonna sleep closer to you, i donât care.  â â  every little pin drop that you hear, every little creak, itâs gonna make your butthole tighten.  â â  i think it would be a sleep-full night for me if it werenât for you.  â â  annnnnd nope, iâm man enough to admit that this is not happening tonight. i canât. itâs not happening ever.  â â  you givinâ up?  â â  i just think itâs silly to give up at the last minute, but whatever. you know, itâs no big deal.  â â  did you just call the demon a motherfucker?  â â  i donât give a shit now, iâm gone.  â â  peace out, bitches. go fuck yourself. you were truly awful and i hate you.  â â  this is the happiest moment of my life.  â â  i think it was just a wonderful coincidence.  â â  iâm glad it happened because i got to see you turn into a babbling mess.  â â  iâm happy to let you believe in this âcause i think itâs fun that you believe in it, cause if we go to more places, itâs gonna be fun to watch you freak out some more. so great.  â â  letâs just call it unsolved, how âbout that?  â â  but we sure had fun!  â â  he looks really happy, actually. look at that little face. he looks like heâs eatinâ grapes.  â â  thatâs really interesting, letâs get the fuck out of here.  â â  i donât wanna imagine that. canât you just let me enjoy the moment for once?  â â  what a trip its been. weâve seen a lot of stuff. seen spiders, weâve seen⌠ghouls.  â â  this looks like disney land. i wouldnât be surprised if they got cotton candy in there.  â â  yuk it up, man. yuk it up. youâre really enjoying this, but when the lights go off, this may be a little different.  â â  youâre full of shit if you do not feel strange right now.  â â  i assure you in like half of the places youâve been, people have died there. people have probably died in the chipotle we just ate at.  â â  well then thatâs why she didnât live forever! cause she found a loophole!  â â  i wonât argue that your logic is flawed. i just hate it because itâs detrimental to my argument.  â â  you think the ghosts just checked in every like 3 to 5 years?  â â  this is a theory. iâm just stating a theory.  â â  no one builds a house like this because they have arthritis. no one says, âoh, my knuckles feel a little funny. iâm gonna build a house with 500 rooms.â  â â  i hear ya, man. i agree with ya. iâm just saying this is a theory that people believe⌠and iâm relaying the theory.  â â  those people are idiots.  â â  i mean, you know what the doctor says: ânothingâs better for arthritis than a two story drop to the floor belowâ right?  â â  although, i will say, i cannot imagine communicating with spirits produces any kind of receipt.  â â  thatâd beâ yeah. i⌠i agree with your calling of bullshit.  â â  good! iâm glad we agree on something for once.  â â  iâm gonna lock myself in here with the ghosts.  â â  i knew that you were gonna do that and it still scared me. fuck you.  â â  hey, man. calm down!  â â  you almost scared me to death â iâm never gonna forgive you for that. hope youâre fucking proud of yourself.  â â  thereâs a lot of things that you canât see that are real. you canât see gravity â thatâs real.  â â  i canât see gravity? yeah, i can drop an apple.  â â  hey, ghosts! tussle my hair. give me a little purple nurple or something, letâs have some fun!  â â  youâre the worst.  â â  if i have to spend one more moment looking at your silly face, i think i might murder you myself.  â â  weâre on our way to a nightmare.  â â  youâre on your way to a nightmare. iâm on my way to a nice retreat.  â â  this is a mistake.  â â  thereâs also a thunderstorm rolling in so thatâs fun.  â â  he looks fine. look at him! the kids fine and now i feel like a big weenie.  â â  you are a big weenie.  â â  this is the beginning of a horror movie right now.  â â  thatâs an ominous cloud in the sky. some very atmospheric thunder.  â â  well, this seems all horrible and awful in general.  â â  look, thereâs spiders everywhere, so thatâs nice.  â â  see, iâm more concerned about the spiders than the ghosts.  â â  i thought i got bit in the asscheeks by a spider.  â â  anytime i get even remotely spooked, i just look to the monkey with the sunglasses.  â â  is that a bed? is that a guy? should we poke it with a stick?  â â  uhh, sure. if thatâs what itâs gonna take to get us out of here then yes, i believe in all of this.  â â  this is a fucking nightmare.  â â  what the fuck was that?! holy shit balls!  â â  okay, i donât care what his favorite was â fuck that, letâs go.  â â  toodaloo, canât say it was pleasurable.  â â  fuck everything about that place.  â â  âoddâ doesnât even begin to describe this one. itâs very strange.  â â  my interest is piqued.  â â  theyâre making their kids work seven days a week? my parents would maybe be like, âempty the dishwasherâ on a⌠you know, a thursday, and iâd be like, âthis is bullshit.â  â â  i guess iâd run away from my parents if they made me work seven days a week, especially if i was shoveling horse shit and moving dirt.  â â  iâd fake my own death.  â â  you strike me as one of those idiots who likes to put their phone down and walk into the middle of the woods and experience nature and all that bullshit.  â â  either way, leaving your house in this day and age without your phone, without your credit cards, thatâs already a death sentence. you canât do that.  â â  this is what happens when you live on a farm.  â â  what wide generalization are you gonna make about people on farms right now?  â â  i just think you gotta read someâ some culture, eh, watch some two and a half men, i donât care. just connect to popular media and know what the world is thinking, otherwise you go nuts.  â â  yeah, âcause nothing says sanity and civilization like a red robin resturant, right?  â â  how much trouble could a family of farmers get into?  â â  farmers and bears donât mix. they donât put bears on farms.  â â  i imagine this is a little bit more than they bargained for when they were trying to find that pikachu.  â â  thatâs fucking terrifying.  â â  you just lock your door. youâre in a car, drive away. thatâs not that scary. and then, you know, if the doors donât work and he starts breaking a window, then guess what? time to die. and thatâs a bummer.  â â  then guess what? time to die. and thatâs a bummer.  â â  what point does the fear come in? about when the life is draining out of my body.  â â  oh yeah, excuse the public for wondering about your safety, sir.  â â  this does make me realize i donât give people the middle finger enough.  â â  i guess iâll just go fuck myself then.  â â  iâm not gonna go find my kids if iâm trying to get off the grid. off the grid, no more kids.  â â  alright, well⌠once again, weâve solved nothing.  â â  do you think you could become part of a shared delusion?  â â  every time iâve ever offered even a little bit of a delusional thought, you immediately shut it down.  â â  no one thinks theyâre susceptible to shared delusions and then it happens.  â â  what if weâre in a shared delusion right now?  â â  is this all in our mind?  â â  it could be all in our mind. this could be the most elaborate delusion of all and weâre talking weâre talking about delusions which, in term, is actually a weird delusional loop.  â

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   â   iâd  almost   feel  bad  for  lucien   &   ernest  if  i  wasnât  sure  that  ernest  was  teaching  the  twins  how  to  start  fires  with  their  bare  hands  or  something   âââââââââ   glad  they  had  fun ,  though .  everything  okay  at  the  adoption  center  ?   â
âNah, Iâm not feeling sorry for those two. They seemed to have had worryingly fun with the twins, we better watch out before any of them gets the idea to film a horror movie. Now that you mention it; letâs see if weâll have to watch out for any fire hazardsâ Damienâs house didnât seem to be on fire when I left, but thatâs no guarantee. âThings are fine, just seemed like several of the cats decided to give birth at the same time, and the volunteer on duty got overwhelmed. Say, you got any plans of adopting what feels like approximately a billion cats?â
gccddad:
âFine. I will help you appease your husbandâs devoted flock. A salad it is. I mean, itâs impossible to fuck up a salad. You just throw a bunch of vegetables into a bowl.â Nathan reaches into the cupboards and pulls out a large serving bowl. He slaps it onto the counter, trashing the disaster they had tried to cook. âAnd by the way, Stacyâs roots are shit and thatâs why sheâs always on your case. Fuck her.â
âThank you, sailor. If we manage to screw up a salad, then thatâs it. Iâm done. Iâll remodel the entire kitchen into a wine cellar, because if we mess up a salad then clearly neither of us should have any business in a kitchen.â Reaching into the refrigerator to rummage through the vegetables inside, pulling out whatever that doesnât sound too terrible in combination, a grins grows across her features as Nathan trash-talks Stacy. With her grin still present, she lobs an iceberg salad at him, not too unlike a basketball. âExactly! How dare she say that my roots are back, hasnât she heard that you shouldnât throw rocks in glass houses? As fun as a certain drinking buddy of ours would find doing that in the literal sense to be.â