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[teetheyes]

Sweeney, Styles, I'm not coming in to work today.

Not until I can clip this shit off my fucking head.

I fucking hate you, Holland. I fucking hate you and your spores and everything else that flowers out of your ass.

Elle, I might have to euthanize it. I don't want to, but I can't go on living like this.

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[repairedbywebs.livejournal.com]

You need someone to uproot it, then?

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Is it going to be the same as getting brain surgery.

[repairedbywebs.livejournal.com]

It's a tiny cactus. The roots aren't that deep.

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Fine.

[repairedbywebs.livejournal.com]

I'll be over shortly to get it off you.

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Look for the thumbs up.

[repairedbywebs.livejournal.com]

And make sure your lordly love keeps his opinions about how my female body parts touching you is going to taint you to himself while I work, yes? I don't want to damage anything.

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Whatever the fuck works.