“…They’re generalizing… Not all Greeks are lazy… And many prefer the term ‘laid-back’… Lazy sounds so insulting; it is not like we are refusing to do work…”
He tried to keep a straight face through Heracles’ defense, he really did, but he was failing miserably. “Oh right right, sorry, I forgot how productive somebody could be layin’ ‘round on a couch all day.”
Ahora te sigue turkish-persuasion
Hola hola, y bienvenido.
Do enjoy your stay!
Merhaba, Antonio~. Yer sure bein’ friendly with me t’day, what’s the special occasion?
Suppose that’s more accurate given I’ve been told I look more feline anyway. *rolls eyes* Sadik, please. I’m fully aware of that. It’s the problem that your lot are still denying what actually defined the word ‘genocide’ in the first place. Things would be more seamless if they just, oh I dunno, manned the fuck up.
-That’s all it took to set off his temper, though he kept his hands to himself, seeing no point in striking a woman.- Manned up? Sure ya can sit up there on yer high horse’n play martyr, bitch and moan about the shit I do, but when the fuck’ve you made a public service announcement over shit you’ve been responsible for? You can take yer sorry ass back home if ya came here expectin’ some kind’a apology from me, yer sure as hell never gonna get it.
Oh, an’ one more thing, kiss my ass.
(Source: turkish-persuasion)
*He just shakes his head slightly, grinning despite himself. Fucking mask. Fucking Turk.*
Tssk! That was ferever ago wasn’t it? ‘N ya hardly saved me. Ya were just kinda there when I got struck by lightning. R’are ya talkin’ ‘bout another time? *he crossed his arms over his chest and ruffled his hair.* ‘N were just - ohhh R’d’ya mean when I turned into a kid again.
Either’v those, don’t flatter yerself, ya didn’t save me.
-Sadiq’s grin only grows wider, hazel orbs rumpled at their edges, though it is lost behind the porcelain guard he did favor wearing.-
Don’t seem like forever that little Denmark layin’ face down in a ditch, n’ I don’t think you’d forgot so easily, even if ya we completely outta it at the time of the accident. I heard ya blew up Prussia’s motorcycle after everythin’, and that don’t sound like a man that forgot. -He sucks on the end of that cancer stick, soothing smoke drawn into his craving lungs.-
I saved ya like the maiden that’cha are.
(Source: turkish-persuasion)
Hmm, this is you we’re talking about. *looks like she’s actually considering it* Not a thorn, because those can get pulled out easily. *taps chin* I dunno, dog shit is a misnomer considering I’m not a canine of any form. That’s one million Armenians whose lives you’ve ruined, and it’s blood you’re reeking of for the last 90 years. And you haven’t been able to scrape that off, no sir.
-He gently extracted his prized cigarette from it’s place upon his lower lip, a necessary removal to be able to mock her properly in a childish manner while she spoke, no sympathy given to his fellow nation’s plight.- We’ve all done shit like that, I don’t need yer sob story pushes ont’a me. Yer right ‘ta think ya ain’t dog shit, I think cat shit suits ya better, it stinks even worse.
(Source: turkish-persuasion)
latersonsonafrote asked: Oh man it is so great to see you on my dash again ;A; }}
(;A; I’m flattered that you missed me. sdkgfhsdgwateven)
kingofscandinavia replied to your photo: I dunno if I should feel complimented or insulted…
Speaks’v tha peopleAww, ya been lookin’ me up on google again, sweetheart?
Sure tha one “bastards?” Ya got me there, baby.
Uh huh, sure ya have~. -He grins around his cigarette, clearly not buying it.- By the way, how’s yer ass? I did save it’n all, I deserve ‘ta know.
goldeyehayastan replied to your photo: I dunno if I should feel complimented or insulted…
Oh I agree that some things on that are true. They’re not the ones you might be thinking of for yourself though :)S’a good thing that yer opinion don’t mean shit then, ain’t it~. -He rummages around in his bomber jacket for a cigarette, offering the nation a sweet smile as if he weren’t at all being an asshole.-
Not to you, I know that. I just gotta be that annoying little thorn pricking you every so often. Gosh don’t you know it’s a hard habit to kick. *reciprocates that same smile, laden with venom*
-There is a crow of triumph as he drags a bent up cancer stick free, it’s end pressed then between his lips with much pride.- Don’t give yerself that much credit, yer more like dog shit on my boot. Easy ‘ta scrape off, but fuckin’ hell does it stink.
kingofscandinavia replied to your photo: I dunno if I should feel complimented or insulted…
Speaks’v tha people
Aww, ya been lookin’ me up on google again, sweetheart?
