"Bunny is a terrible thing to taste." -- Nobius Black
Molly was so mad. She means it this time, I think she's going to really leave. She wants to know where I slept last night and why my boots are always covered in mud when I stay out all night.
But I don't know how to tell her--I was in that damn graveyard again, in a freshly dug grave, screwing the hell out of another dead woman. Molly just wouldn't understand.
-posted by Nobius 8:21 AM 
