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The Diplomat

Created Friday 08 June 2012

Sher. Keep him. Kill him early. Just to wathc him die. In Vegas.

An odd but effective choice, he's crass, vulgar, straight-talking, and as brilliant as Mycroft.

Things the Diplomat Says


> I might be going out on a limb here, but as a diplomat, aren't you supposed to be--I don't know--diplomatic?
>> Hm, maybe you're right.  After all, the things you say are idiotic.

[woman] > Stop staring at me!  You're creeping me out.
> I'm looking at you because you're attractive, not because care what you think.
>> God, you're an asshole!
> I guess brains really don't come with that body, do they?  I already told you I don't care what you think and yet you persist in trying to tell me.
>> Oh my god!  Are you serious?  Are you really such an asshole?
> You know your chest heaves more when you're madder.
> yuck!  How dare you!  You are such a slime ball!  Don't you have any pride?  How can you live with yourself?  You're so pathetic!
>> The funny thing is that I can stand here saying what I want, and you can stand there getting madder and madder, and all it does is give me more time to ogle you.