Fifth Rerun - Been a long time gone old Constantinople

[speeding]

Dear Fishbowl,

As you forgot my birthday last year, I have decided to provide you with a handy list of ways you can make it up to me;


All I Want For Christmas Dashmas is:
-Stop fucking with us
-A new XBox
-A flame retardant couch
-Barring that, a respawning couch
-Socks
-A pony

As always, I'm glad we had this little chat.

Love,

Your Evil Overlord

Comments

[seeya-next-life.livejournal.com]

I did hear about the zombies, but giant ants and dinosaurs? That's novel. I'm not working at the moment, so I'm game for checking out this arena anytime you are. Now that I've got my weapons back, I feel like I'm way out of practice.

I think I spoke with Cross once. He's a medic isn't he?

[speeding]

I know the feeling, took me a while to get in the zone. I'm up for it any time! Don't have shifts until tomorrow.

Yeah, medic, part-time greeter, he's my roommate.

[seeya-next-life.livejournal.com]

Well, I think I've got a date with a memory crystal tomorrow, but providing I'm not too horrifically disfigured afterward, I'm sure I could pencil you in.

Ah, that explains the asskicking. [lols go here] What are roommates for, am I right?

[speeding]

Oh man, good luck. If you're up to it, sometime in the evening I guess? Give you time to recover.

Exactly! Someone's got to keep his donut-munching flab-abs from getting out of hand.

[crownofsnow.livejournal.com]

If that's calling me fat again...

[speeding]

Oh no, you passed fat a long time ago buddy. Amazed the place doesn't shake when you walk. You probably measure on the Richter scale by now.

[crownofsnow.livejournal.com]

I'm not even one hundred and twenty pounds!

[speeding]

Yeah pull the other one, Pillsbury boy.

[crownofsnow.livejournal.com]

Guess you don't want dinner then.

[speeding]

Why did you eat it already, thunder thighs?

[crownofsnow.livejournal.com]

I didn't.