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

[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.