Blitz: "President!"
Moxxie: "Pessimist."
Jaeger: "Prescription drugs!"
Millie: "Passionate!"
Loona: "Piss off"
Stolas: "Prince!"
All: "We are Pricks!"
Come on, open the door!
Welcome to Hell!
There's so much murder in store,
So come here and let's kill people!
We're waiting just for you,
To give us fucking money!
Filled with gold and exact change!
It's gonna be quite a treat!
Killing, bombing, blending it together.
Twirling, twirling, you can
really smell the bloo-
*bzt*
"Sir, that has to be the stupidest commercial idea I have ever heard"
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One Helluva Höllenhund
FanfictionAh, yes. Death. Something edgy 11 year olds threaten with everyday, but always wuss out when push comes to shove. Here at the Immediate Murder Professionals, we can give 'em a push in a direction. Certainly not the right direction, but a direction n...
