2 notes December 15, 2011 Typical Holiday Conversation. Crowley:Go easy on the florescent lighting this year, Gabriel. Me:He said nothing about tinsel... Crowley:You're once again doing that thing you seem to have a habit of doing. You're encouraging him. Me:I was merely pointing out your over-sight about holiday decorations, sir. Gabriel:Don't go outside. Yet. Crowley:Noted. You have an hour. Gabriel:You're a saint, buttercup. Crowley:You insult me, peach. Give me a bit of credit. Me:I'm going to move in for the holidays. Otherwise, I may decorate the tree with dismembered body parts of those who annoy me. Crowley:That's a tough decision to make. Both options sound pleasant. Me:How about I decorate the tree with dismember body parts of stupid people and then hide from the police at your place? Crowley:Sounds like a plan by my standards. Filed under Twitter Shenanigans I love these two. @CrowleyDemon @TricksterAngel
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