Tenth Run - Not among my brightest ideas.

[speeding]

[The writing is pretty sloppy and messy, hastily scribbled]

Ow. Fuck. Ow.

Dear 'Sphere,

Medics? Gonna come down and uh... Yeah. Have some broken fingers.

Note to the interested: don't poke Praise.

Yeah, yeah, shut up, I'll be laughing too when I get painkillers.

Love and kisses,

Your Evil Overlord.

Comments

[subject-e0057.livejournal.com]

[Handwriting is shaking as he walks back home, laughing]

My apologies, Overlord.

[speeding]

You are so not sorry, asshole.



just because it was funny doesn't mean I'm not gonna kick your ass. Jerk.

[subject-e0057.livejournal.com]

You had fair, fair warning in advance.

[speeding]

Yeah, yeah, I know.

I have like, a problem with thinking before acting. So sue me.

I'm not really mad at you man, but I am so totally entitled to cursing until such time as the pain meds kick in.

[subject-e0057.livejournal.com]

You too, then?

Curse all you'd like.

[speeding]

It's kind of like a curse. Ready-fire-aim kind of thing.

Yeah, like to see you try and stop me, McFingers.