I'm still alive and alright. The knife missed all the vital organs, the noose branch snapped, the water was too shallow and the poison wasn't poisony enough.
I prefer the androgynous look, so I'm fine with you calling me by either pronoun. It's all good. I am interested in partially...
Fist fight?
I say we pour oil on sun rise (no need to oil Revoltingest because he's already "greased up & ready for action") and let them settle this with wrestling... Turkish style.
Sounds like you have a love/hate relationship with Lars. I'll YouTube him for a few laughs.
As for going off-topic... It happens to every topic, eventually. Still, I don't want to get gelded by anyone, so I'll bow out as well. Good luck with your books. ;)
I could tell he was the one that wore the pants in the band since the Napster days. I never noticed how skilled (or rather, unskilled) he was on the drums. I'll have to listen to him solo.
Since Metallica is well beyond established, maybe if you're lucky he'll retire or get ousted and...
If he's interested, I don't need to advertise it. As you said, he'll find me when he's in the market for a new soul. And if I had to, I imagine Bloody Mary and Beetlejuice would pass the message along, as they prolly work for him.
Not a Metallica fan, or is it just Lars? You made me think of...
Say his name three times? I think you're confusing Satan with Bloody Mary. (That, or Beetlejuice.)
I'm expecting money in exchange for my soul, not me paying him to take my soul. (Unless it's that worthless. :oops:)
I'd prefer Aladdin's lamp. I get three wishes instead of one and the genie...