@Background Pony  
It doesn’t matter how far you run. They’ll find you.  
Cowards in the corner of my bunker.

i snicker’d

“Spike, avert your eyes. I’ll handle this”

run spike, run like the wind

It’s that time of the year already? And here I am not on the nearest train to somewhere very far away.

To the fort!

Twilight’s rape fantasies were realized that day.

TO THE BUNKERS!!!  
Dives into the concrete bunker underneath my room.

i hear if you take a wet Q-tip and…

I know the feel.