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[ace_of_knaves]

[The Joker is sprawled on a couch, snipping at folded pink paper and frowning. He glances up into the NV.]

You know what's a real travesty? A poor, old man being alone on Valentine's Day. It's like people think full-blown, mass-murdering psychos don't need love too!

But we do. We need stimulation. That's all I want.

[He unfolds the paper into a chain of pink bats and his voice drops into an ominous purr]

I just want someone to play with...

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[ Video ]

[ace_of_knaves]

[He chuckles; a low, predatory sound.]

People don't appreciate those of us who have homicidal hobbies.

[ Video ]

[deathknellgrell]

Mmmm.

[ Grell makes a little sound of assent. And then, brightly: ]

I know what you need!

[ Video ]

[ace_of_knaves]

Do tell.

[ Video ]

[deathknellgrell]

[ Without irony: ]

A pet!

[ Video ]

[ace_of_knaves]

Bah! More mouths to feed.

I already have the hyenas.

[ Video ]

[deathknellgrell]

Won't the hyenas play with you?

[ Video ]

[ace_of_knaves]

I hate those mangy, disgusting beasts.

[ Video ]

[deathknellgrell]

You're one to talk.

[ Video ]

[ace_of_knaves]

They're Harley's. Daffy dame kakked it. Not my fault.

[ Video ]

[deathknellgrell]

[ Grell cannot parse this on any level! ]

What?

[ Video ]

[ace_of_knaves]

They were Harley's.