[Gintoki wouldn't know the definition of honor if it slapped him in the face. Hijikata didn't think quite so highly of himself as to adopt the label and put that to the test, but he'd certainly hit odd jobs anyway.]
Don't give him a name! There's no ghost, there's no one dead by the name of Jimmy here! Jimmy is happy at home with his mom. You're saying it yourself, there's no ghosts.
What are you talking about, bad experience?
Actually, no. Don't tell me. I don't want to know what happened. Keep that between yourself and the thing between your legs.
[It didn't require any sacrifice as pride to discuss mayonnaise. Mayonnaise was a worthy topic of conversation. Especially concerning it's absence! Not that he was obsessing over something like that. He wasn't a stupid silver haired bum who whined loudly on the network about parfaits and fairies. How the hell did he ever fool himself into thinking this wasn't odd jobs?
Hijikata shook his head. With his eyes closed. Because the light was giving him a headache, not because he didn't want to see whatever totally wasn't in the room with him.]
You're the one arguing! The fact is it's the king of condiments. Whose embarrassed!? You sound like a whining child, talking about ice cream. You'll die before you find any here, you know.
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Don't give him a name! There's no ghost, there's no one dead by the name of Jimmy here! Jimmy is happy at home with his mom. You're saying it yourself, there's no ghosts.
What are you talking about, bad experience?
Actually, no. Don't tell me. I don't want to know what happened. Keep that between yourself and the thing between your legs.
[It didn't require any sacrifice as pride to discuss mayonnaise. Mayonnaise was a worthy topic of conversation. Especially concerning it's absence! Not that he was obsessing over something like that. He wasn't a stupid silver haired bum who whined loudly on the network about parfaits and fairies. How the hell did he ever fool himself into thinking this wasn't odd jobs?
Hijikata shook his head. With his eyes closed. Because the light was giving him a headache, not because he didn't want to see whatever totally wasn't in the room with him.]
You're the one arguing! The fact is it's the king of condiments. Whose embarrassed!? You sound like a whining child, talking about ice cream. You'll die before you find any here, you know.