Balancing Act SEBASHICHAN

Oh, Sebby my love, how you do balance so. With your piercing black gaze and well shaped thighs you make any true god of death's pulse beat faster with love. I LOVE YOU. LET ME BEAR YOUR CHILDREN.
-Grell (future spouse)

The Undertaker would like to argue with the above on the principle that it is empirically untrue. Heh *eerie giggle*. Love, Undertaker
P.S. Want to get into a special coffin yet, Earl?