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[teetheyes]

Whenever you're done rolling up your skirt you can come pick up some lamb gyro.

I hope you're not too busy pissing yourself spikey to miss my end of the bargain.

Dr. Sattler, I have a message for you.

//Private to the Bluebird//

Let's talk.

//End Private//

Hey Fido, play dead.

Comments

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

That's right, you do.

[misterblackbird.livejournal.com]

Tch. Yeah, I know.

What the hell do you want for payback?

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Take it easy, I'm not going to waste your bill in a curse-induced flashback to '77.

[misterblackbird.livejournal.com]

So I got to wait, I got to sit here indebted.

Fuck.

Fine.

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Doesn't it stir your anarchist spirit?

[misterblackbird.livejournal.com]

Fuck yeah! You're going to ask for some weird shite favour, yeah? But I saw how you fucked with creepy girl. I don't feel like getting that fucked up myself. I got better things to do.

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

It's my specialty, and my specialty is worth far more than a blowjob in some back alley.

[misterblackbird.livejournal.com]

...

You are one right fucking weird smug bastard.

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

I'm a good businessman.

[misterblackbird.livejournal.com]

Yeah? And I hate businessmen. Fucking pigs.

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

That's going to make your payment more enjoyable.

[misterblackbird.livejournal.com]

Fuck you.

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

I'll consider it.