yknow what? mr. firelord i am inviting you to meet me in the fucking agne kai pit and i do not care that i am not an expert firebender and will be facing you with nothing but my wrath and my 2 fists i am going to die historic + i WILL go down calling you a bitch and a chode. thank you in advance.
Tokoyami: wise sage, give me what I need to banish the darkness from my mind
Pharmacist: here’s your antidepressants.
Tokoyami: no curse of mine shall befall you from my dying breath
Pharmacist: thank you
What she means: It’s dead. It’s finally dead. No one can ever make that fucking “Gimme an Alex Ovechkin to drink, it’s a White Russian without a cup.” No fucking Yinzer bar can have a sign with a “Went to Ovi’s house to party but there weren’t any cups.” YOU FUCKERS CAN’T EVER SAY IT ANY MORE. IT’S DEAD, KILLED IN GLORIOUS FASHION. NOW POUR ME AN ALEX OVECHKIN– A WHITE RUSSIAN SERVED IN A BIG SILVER CUP, RIMMED WITH SALTY TEARS AND FINISHED WITH A DON CHERRY.