"but it's made of gold... and puppies... you can't ask for more fair 'n that!"
"easy bub, just take it easy. your statue's great, you know, but we're not a single entity and we have to consider the masses - just because it's not very popular doesn't mean it's not very good. either way it certainly doesn't justify jumping off a building... although if you must, as far as buildings go," his voice faded momentarily as he leaned over the edge, "i gotta say that this one's pretty tall, so i can tell you with confidence that your taste in doom is far enough from what one could call masochistic."
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
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