"Xmas" Is A Four-Letter Word

[01:54] Pixie Rain: What would you like for Christmas, Orwell?

[01:54] Orwell Rain: /me smiles

[01:54] Orwell Rain: Good question, Little One.

[01:54] Orwell Rain: I want to sit on the pile of asphalt in front of The Creature

[01:54] Orwell Rain: And tease and torment him all day

[01:54] Orwell Rain: /me grins

[01:55] Pixie Rain: That is just so nasty!

[01:55] Pixie Rain: In Heaven’s name, Orwell, where on Earth do you get these awful ideas

[01:55] Pixie Rain: on Christmas Day too?

[01:55] Orwell Rain: /me grins

[01:55] Orwell Rain: Jerusalem

[01:56] Pixie Rain: ffs, Orwell

[01:56] Pixie Rain: Simon and Vellhi were happy with a chocolate-carrot cake

[01:56] Pixie Rain: Why can’t you be more like them?

[01:56] Orwell Rain: /me smiles down at His Baby Girl

[01:56] Orwell Rain: There is no other like Me

[01:56] Orwell Rain: All those others are fakes, pretenders and wannabes

[01:57] Orwell Rain: Y/you will find comfort if Y/you submit to My Collar

[01:59] Orwell Rain: /me smiles

[02:04] Orwell Rain: ?????

[02:07] Pixie Rain: Why the hell are you talking like an SL BDSM Master?

[02:07] Pixie Rain: You sound like a fucking retard

[02:07] Pixie Rain: Stop it

[02:07] Orwell Rain: /me frowns

[02:07] Pixie Rain: Right now!

[02:18] Orwell Rain: Is there any chocolate-carrot cake left, please?

[02:18] Pixie Rain: Yeah, over next to the bin bags

[02:18] Pixie Rain: Help yourself

[02:20] Orwell Rain: I love you, Pixie Rain

[02:20] Pixie Rain: I know you do, Orwell

[02:20] Pixie Rain: I love you too