You have no idea what you just walked into.

What do we say to the god of death?

Persephone: knock knock
Hades: who's there?
Persephone: it's September hope you're ready to bang like a screen door in a hurricane

“So, he’s gonna go back in time, he’s gonna fall in love with Alisha, and then she dies and they’re gonna be stuck doing it over and over and over again for all eternity?”


"Maybe we should do it again, just to be sure if it was a date or not."
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"And how on earth does a Greats man end up a detective?"
“I wonder myself.”
Ensanguining the skies
How heavily it dies
Into the west away;
Past touch and sight and sound
Not further to be found,
How hopeless under ground
Falls the remorseful day.
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Hello, sir! We’re sober.