Oh, poor Angelus doesn’t want to go back. How very, very, sad.
Suck it and choke, Spike.
I think I’ll pass, mate. Though to be fair you’re Angeldouche all the time. One’s just a little nicer.
Get out of my face, Willy.
Just poking a little fun, is all. Didn’t know your sense of humor died with your soul..and that bottle of hair gel you smothered onto your head. -smirks-
I’m not really laughing at the fact that I’m basically a walking timebomb for that fuckin thing.