Victoria Leeds
Time to die, boys.
Mitch Buchannon
No! I w– born of the sea. I eat fire coral and I piss salt water. I scratch my back with a whale's dick, and I loofah my chest with his ballsack.
Victoria Leeds
What the ****?
Mitch Buchannon
I'll die when the tide stops and the moon drowns. Until then... I'm oceanic, mother****er.
Victoria Leeds
How tacky.
