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Ahhhhhhh yes, the reporter!!! Yes DO come in, you're invited, chop chop, what are you, a vampire? They need to be invited or else they can't come in. I'm not even a vampire expert and I know that. What school did you go to? Yale? That tracks, I suppose. I made my fortune buying and selling erotic sculptures, so as you can imagine, there are ABSOLUTELY NO STATUES in my home! They bore me to tears. If you think you see a nude person made of marble in my home, they've just been painted to look that way and if they break out of their pose they're not getting paid! I kid, of course, I'm no miser, they'll simply be prorated. Yes yes yes, the mist, do you like it? I adore it. It's easy enough to do, you just get one hundred humidifiers and pay someone to make sure they're always filled with gin. I work hard, and when I come home I want to immediately be moist with gin from wig to sandals. You know, I must say, I'm feeling rather under attack from your tone. Are we going to be completing this interview? I have an appointment to hunt the creature Alf was based on that I'd rather not be late to. Even if I turned all one hundred off it would take quite some time for the mist to disperse. I don't have a system to disperse the mist because I have no interest in the mist ever dispersing! Ahhhhhhh I see your wicked little game now, you were never here to interview me for Hunks Magazine: The Magazine About America's Horniest Male Fuck Men at all! You want to know about my mist! Ohhhh yes, I am perfectly aware of the effect it's had on the local wildlife! I think it's an improvement. Instead of hunting for rabbits I can just pick the little drunks up off the ground! What do I do with the rabbits? I gobble them up, if you must know! I open my mouth and put the rabbit in down to it's ears and when I yank the ears out there's nothing left but bones. Well I think YOU'RE a menace to "the environment and the world at large!" Turned that one around on you. Don't tango with the master of disaster if you're not ready to get spun, baby boy. Now what's say we get you out of those clothes and into some elaborate body paint, I'm thinking jade. Oh, really, not for any price? Not even for fifty seven HUNDRED dollars? Suit yourself.