"I don’t even know how to respond."
— “Laugh? It’s a joke…”
"Suddenly, this seems less like something to celebrate."
— “Oh? But then where would the fun be if we don’t share some love as a family~?”
" Of course we can do this said lovey dovey stuff you just said~ “
“Great! Oh, how I love this family~ <3 !”
Son. We’re adopting Morty.
— “ Y e y ~ ! Can we do incest to celebrate?”
"Oh, really? And here I was thinking that at the very least the constitution of Hell would be a universal constant. How peculiar.” Tapping a finger to his chin, the surprise in his voice was smothered by a sheet of what could only be described as unintentional condescension. “Tell me, what sort of Limbo have you visited, hm?”
"To be honest… I don’t even know myself." He grinned. "Whatever happened there, I’m pretty sure it wasn’t paradise." Was he even dead or alive there? Too much noise and pain to figure out. "But it was the first thing I could compare it to. Not that I wanna go back to find out."
Takes the cigaretty out of his mouth and stomps on it. *V*;
— “And there goes my luck…”
"I’m not sure that amusement at suffering mild as this would count as schadenfreude, but whatever you deem ‘cute’ is alright by me and you’re quite welcome to marry my sister any day."
— “Uff! Whatever you say, fortune boy. Except marrying your sister again. We’still bad terms y’know. I ain’t going through that shit a second time.”
Ah! ” Gives him all the love in the world with hugs. “
— “Because I’m gonna be dad’s pillow tonight again, right? Right~ <3 ?”
What would you do if cigarettes stopped existing?
— I’d fucking reinvent them and take advantage on all those chainsmoker’s desperation, of course ~<3