d**k Grayson
Jean-Paul
*walks back in, towel-drying his hair*
YOU ARE NOW BANNED...for uh...BEING DEAD IN THE COMIC WORLD DESPITE POPULAR DEMAND!
SO SAYS LANZER...THE ADMIN!
Do not make me revert to my days as a political terrorist, my friend. You would not like it.
Mssr Remy LeBeau
*Jacob walks past, his eyes glued to that towel* eek
"Wow wo wo wow....*drops to his knees*
"MARRY ME!"
*dryly*
Not unless you hold Canadian citizenship. I refuse to become American by association. *folds his arms over his chest* And while you are down there, you can explain what you meant by deceiving me into bed with his face. *points at Gambit*
