Some folks believe. Some folds need to see to believe. Some folds need their loved ones hurled off the top of a castle by a spirit-bitch-from-hell to believe.

“I love you Anya, you’re the only woman who’s had that from me and you’re the on…”

“Then hop up, baby. Time to fuck.”

“Bottom line, you didn’t take care of what was yours. Now, as Nina has explained…”

“Maybe we should have this conversation in an alternate universe where Alternate…”