Midnight Pals: Florence Balcombe (Patreon)

Bram Stoker: guys, i want you to meet my girlfriend Florence Balcombe King: Lovecraft: Koontz: Poe: Barker: girlfriend huh Poe: clive

Balcombe: yeah bram is so much better than my last boyfriend  Balcombe: oscar wilde King: Lovecraft: Poe: Koontz: Barker:

Barker: your last boyfriend was oscar wilde? Poe: clive Balcombe: yeah Barker: and now you're dating bram stoker? Poe: clive Barker: oh you sure know how to pick em honey Poe: CLIVE

Balcombe: yeah i dated oscar wilde Balcombe: and then bram stoker Balcombe: what can i say? i'm just a sucker for men who have a certain distracted, disinterested quality in bed King: Koontz: Barker: Lovecraft: Poe:

Edward Lee: bro bro Lee: you got with florence balcombe bro? Lee: you know she's a celebrated beauty bro Lee: you gotta tell me what its like bro Stoker: oh a gentleman doesn't kiss and tell Lee: c'mon bro Lee: bro Lee: i'm dyin bro

Lee: c'mon bro you gotta tell Stoker: well we don't do any of that weird sex stuff if that's what you're asking Balcombe: what about when you made me put on a big fake beard and read Leaves of Grass to you Stoker: that wasn't a sex thing!

King: so you broke up with oscar wilde? i can't imagine why you would do that, he's so funny Balcombe: yeah well King: he's like basically the wittiest guy in the world Balcombe: yeah well that gets old fast Oscar Wilde: hey guys, working hard or hardly working? hahaha

Oscar Wilde: hey guys here's another patented oscar wilde bon mot for you Wilde: what do you get when a bird flies into a fan? Barker: boooooo Wilde: shredded tw- Wilde: I'M NOT DONE YET Barker: boooooo Barker: get off the stage

King: i don't know what your problem is clive, this guy's a laugh riot! i'm dying! Oscar Wilde: hi dying, i'm oscar wilde King: ah ha ha ha!! King: where does he come up with these things? Wilde: hey hey Wilde: you're gonna love this one Wilde: pull my finger