Villainy: I reallyreally want to sing, and my parents are trying to sleep, and I'm almost considering going outside where it's hot and muggy and raining and there are bugs, at 10:30, just to get a song out.

Lies: Take a REALLY BIG FLASHLIGHT.

Lies: There are GATORS.

Lies: And SPIDERS.

Lies: More important are the gators.

Villainy: This isn't Florida

Villainy: The gators hardly ever come near the houses

Lies: I didn't go out of my way to dislike you, but my InstaSetting for all of my peers was *hate*

Villainy: Mine too. I think that was why we hit it off so well. We were so surprised not to hate someone that we loved them instead.

 Lies: I am going to bake some brownies and take them to school and not give the Office Lady any.

Villainy: That's right. You show her who's boss.

Lies: Please remind me that even though I could technically rig up an eavesdropping device, that it would be wrong.

Villainy: But it would be fun AND useful!

Villainy: And a good science project too. You should always keep learning.

Lies: You are a terrible conscience. 

Lies: You're fired.

Villainy: http://www.elfwood.com/art/c/r/crisortega/image129.jpg.html 

Lies: I'm not impressed with Hades. He looks like a frat boy, not a god.

Villainy: *snickers*

Villainy: Oh, come on. I wouldn't call that frat boy

Villainy: Emo, maybe

Lies: He looks like "Huhh? Whaaa? Where's the booze?"

Villainy: No, he doesn't 

Lies: Yes, he does.

Villainy: He looks like "Behold my tortured soul! I weep! ...Ooh, hey, boobs."

Lies: Is $3000 worth killing me?

Villainy: *cough* I mean... I would be too depressed by your death to take advantage of the money

Lies: I highly recommend putting half of it into a CD or other long-term savings.

Lies: But go wild with the rest! Buy strippers! Mourn me with attractive boys thrusting their packages at you.

Villainy: *snickers*

Lies: There better be some mourning, though. I demand tears.

Lies: And possibly a child named after me.

Lies: Jesus's hair looks a bit like a penis.

Lies: http://www.museumsyndicate.com/item.php?item=12850

Villainy: *looks at you*

Villainy: *cleans out gutter*

Villainy: *wipes off brain*

Villainy: *sticks it back in your head*

Villainy: There. That's where your brain is *supposed* to go.

Lies: Awww.