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keep yer nose clean.

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me? i’m just yer friendly fuckin’ supe killer, billy butcher.
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oi, wanker. i'm talkin' to ya.
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╱ follow my goat friend @brotherlyinact.
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no amount of self-sought fury will bring back the glory of innocence.
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rise ‘n shine, fuckers.
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now who is this good lookin’ fucker, aye? @beatandjointhem
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ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ "You see, when they're apart, they're absolute fucking rubbish. But, you put them together...they’re the goddamn fucking Spice Girls.“ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ
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⠀⠀ ⠀⠀𓏲⁎ ݁. ⌖ ༽ . @bonesknacker
if my brother's dead, i am not alive. if i'm alive, my brother can't be dead.
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╱ billy butcher you're an idiot and i love you so much.
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not me fault that those fuckers turned ya into an american wanker, laddie. we gotta make ye more proud o’ yer crownland heritage.
yes , I am very aware . And always with your so elaborated language .
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that’s th’ thing ‘bout me, lenny. i’m always around.
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probably th’only proper thing ye ever said in yer entire life, army wanker.
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‶woulda not call this a liquor, mate. but i’ll take yer word fer that.ʺ ever a teaser, william proceeds to mix the last set of ingredients to his concoction——and voilá. careful steps lead him back to the living room, only to place one +
"I can handle my liquor, don't worry mate," Its homey, really. Makes Billy feel more like a person, so arthur can't complain. The smell reminds arthur a bit of home anyways, his mother making spell jars and stashing herbs for the winter.
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+ of the two chalices at the wooden table in front of the other. ‶one of me best gins recipes. make sure t’appreciate the flavor.ʺ
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adjusting his own black trenchcoat, billy then turns around to catch his signature crowbar and two rounded objects that heavily resembled grenades. a showstopper, through and through. ‶that shitface with a worm fer a cock and his lil’ bald +
Almost immediately, the signature Butcher smirk tugged at the corners of his lips. “Which ones?” He was already grabbing his jacket, sliding it on over his arms and shoulders and heading toward the door.
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+ fucker friend.ʺ
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arthur can hear some clinking of bottles added to some slicing. a fresh scent of ginger and lemon wafts from the room. long days are pretty much his whole routine so billy is used to it by now. ‶ya wanna get knackered? or big pass?ʺ
He just kinda plops down onto the couch. It's been a long day, and he's certainly feeling it.
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