I thought I'd be on yours, since you invited me...We've sent our choices to Haight and now he'll decide who's on which team.
I thought I'd be on yours, since you invited me...We've sent our choices to Haight and now he'll decide who's on which team.
I'll make a trade if that's what you want wolf, but you know, I'd like to have an INTJ or two on my team.
It's nice.
It's already been stated that it doesn't work that way.I thought I'd be on yours, since you invited me...
*sharpens his Kershaws, Ka-Bar, and feeds cartridges into magazines that he slides into his assortment of firearms, then lovingly chambers one in each*
Oh. Bitch. PLEASE!
As if you have a chance.
*looks at the list again*
I would like a different team so I can destroy this one. Please.
That'd mean I'd have to drop one of my beautiful killers. I can't do that.Okay, how about three?
What. . . I didn't hear you. Can you repeat that again, please?As much as I hate to say it...
... nice team divvying, it seems pretty balanced.
*high-fives Jennifer*Suck it up, Princess.
(Besides, I'm on your team. We're gonna win.)
Suck it up, Princess.
(Besides, I'm on your team. We're gonna win.)
What. . . I didn't hear you. Can you repeat that again, please?
Oh, I will suck, but uh, after we destroy the rest of the teams can we take out Wolf just for kicks? Please?
To anyone who isn't on my team, I take no pleasure in your defeat. That said, you're all dead.
Am I that hated?![]()
Oh, you're so CUTE when you pretend to be threatening.
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Am I that hated?![]()
I hate to take out a perfectly sweet and sexy guy....but.......
How badly do you want me to hurt him?