Greggles probably would do something like that. He's a right bastard he is.

*frolics through the grasses of northeast Asia on a wintry day filled with bloodthirsty dandelions and hyenas floating on the turquoise wind*

Aren't you a little young to be powdering your nose?

Are you sure you're not confusing it with putting powder IN his nose? He's way to young for that.

That's what I was alluding to, smart man

Well you could have been alluding to the fact that he was using a compact to actually POWDER his nose.

Of course I sprinkle powder on my nose. Who doesn't?

Those of us without cocaine addictions.

Weirdos.

Or is it crack that you fancy?

Pot is where it's at! It being my noodles.

*holds Ick's face under boiling water*

*his flesh burns off but he never liked it much anyway*

*paints Ick's fleshless skull like one of those Dia de Los Muertos figurines*

Think people will actually look at me now?

If only out of morbid fascination.

They did that before too.

But now lacking the same vague feeling of revulsion.

It wasn't really all that vague.

Maybe not to one who had seen it often enough to recognize it even at its subtlest suggestion.

This does give me, however, a fair bit of political foresight.

*deliberately reads that last word wrong and gets the shears in anticipation of Ick's bris*

Foesight?

Wrong half of the word.

Can't think of any other words.[/color