Respect, dun...

I need Harley to be as drunk as possible when we finally meet. I might be able to fool her into thinking I'm JM.


Oderint, dum metuant.


You are a god damned idiot, you know that? You ought to be smacked upside your dumb-fuck head, even after all these years. Shame on you!
-USCHI showin' some love