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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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[silkcutremix.livejournal.com]

Cacti don't strike me as impatient.

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

They take years to grow.

[silkcutremix.livejournal.com]

This one wanted to see the world.

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Bastardino can see it from her pot.

[silkcutremix.livejournal.com]

It's a girl?

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Yes. It's rooted in my head, I think I can tell.

[silkcutremix.livejournal.com]

Spending quality time together, then.

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

I know my way around your balls well enough to not want to be attached to them. The same goes for the cactus.

[silkcutremix.livejournal.com]

Your mouth says otherwise, mate.

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Go down on it. I dare you.

[A point to Bastardino.]

[silkcutremix.livejournal.com]

I was talking gob-to-balls contact, arsehole.

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Contact that you won't be getting till this gets removed. I don't think you'd appreciate it raking off your stomach.

[silkcutremix.livejournal.com]

Point and match.

I thought Saya was going to remove it.

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Whenever she gets here. Subaru is bringing gumbo. Any other requests for the boy?

[ooc: I dun'think your IM is working mate.]

[silkcutremix.livejournal.com]

I need to take a shit. I'll get back to you.

[He gets up, this makes up for the time the muns are being busy!]

((OOC: gaughudghuaghughdasgudgh. Oh well, I have something maybe cool (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v257/thefiregryphon/coriwee.gif) for you. Yay photoshop!))

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Of course your bowels are more important.

[ooc: LOL srs bsness icon!!]

[silkcutremix.livejournal.com]

[From the bathroom!]

They're not working.

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

What did you say?

[ooc: I see your IMs are still down.]

[silkcutremix.livejournal.com]

I can't fucking shit.

((OOC: DX;;;; Augh, I just got that one thing. Oh well, when I'm back in my room choking on charcoal dust. 8D

I forgot to mention earlier because I am a nilly poopoo head, did you look at the icon long enough? >> <<))

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

... Need a laxative?

[ooc: LOLZ YES! SHINE OF DOOM.]

[silkcutremix.livejournal.com]

What do you think.

((OOC: Hahaha. *TWING!* Since I don't have FF, is it timing right?))

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Don't go anywhere. I'll get you some milk.

[ooc: It looks okay to meh!]

[silkcutremix.livejournal.com]

Don't bump your friggin' girl on the doorframe.

((OOC: YAYZ. It's yours then! %D))

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Screw you too.

[Off to grab the milk of magnesia from the corner store. Aaaaand he returns! Knock knock.]

Still there?

[ooc: Haha thanks!]

[silkcutremix.livejournal.com]

[Yeeep. Door's still closed. Light's still on, certain to be turned off if it was ANYONE ELSE.]

Is it just you?

((OOC: No prob. <3

(Yeah, I still can't make those hearts. Seriously.)))