Be Excellent To Each Other

Who's got my fucking strawberry tart?

[vote:gazchap]

You wanna go, little man?

Don't pop a blood vessel, you little penis.

Finally...

THE DOC HAS COME BACK...

... to this thread.

Now, there's not much sense coming from any of you jabronis, but The Doc doesn't care. You see, The Doc knows which ones of you roody-poo candy asses are bad guys. The Doc has got an instinct for sniffing out Mafia types and then laying the smack down and putting boots to asses.

Take that Nervous British jabroni. He's not fooling anyone, least of all The Doc. You want to play with crumpets and tea? Have dinner with Wills and Kate and be all lah-de-dah? You think that's a good idea, quiet man?

...

IT DOESN'T MATTER WHAT YOU THINK!

The Doc know you for who you are, so know your role and shut your mouth. You're a goddamn hermaphrodite hitman, and The Doc says [vote:British Nervoso].

IF YA SMEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLALALALALA...

WHAT THE DOC

IS

COOKING.

This place gives me an uncomfortableness.

There's a lot of aggression in this place, everyone should just chill, be cool!

That's exactly what I was saying, man. Hey, you seem alright, not like these jumpy mothers over here. I really fancy a burger. A quarter pounder with cheese. Know a good burger joint or diner that does a quarter pounder with cheese, none of that metric shit.

Sleepy time, awesome folk.

Night actions by 1pm tomorrow (Tuesday).