He hates you. He hates you. Hates you. HAAAAATES you. Hates you so much.
It's like being pricked in the back of the neck with a needle!!!
He can feel it, damn it!
GRRRRRRRRRRR.
He knows it's an answer, but it's NOT an answer JUST ENOUGH not to count and you ALWAYS do this, and hates it hates it hates it forever.
Smoker starts drumming his fingers on the table irritably.
Must.
Not.
Punch.
Things...
So he just starts chewing on an overly large candy cane.
Because fuck you, that's why.
Also because sugar is awesome and calms him down a little. "Maribelle, Brady, and Kai aren't sailors, but they have war experiences of their own." It was a cue for Maribelle to take over so Smoker wouldn't punch his best friend in the margarita glass.
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It's like being pricked in the back of the neck with a needle!!!
He can feel it, damn it!
GRRRRRRRRRRR.
He knows it's an answer, but it's NOT an answer JUST ENOUGH not to count and you ALWAYS do this, and hates it hates it hates it forever.
Smoker starts drumming his fingers on the table irritably.
Must.
Not.
Punch.
Things...
So he just starts chewing on an overly large candy cane.
Because fuck you, that's why.
Also because sugar is awesome and calms him down a little. "Maribelle, Brady, and Kai aren't sailors, but they have war experiences of their own." It was a cue for Maribelle to take over so Smoker wouldn't punch his best friend in the margarita glass.