Twenty-seventh run - FML

[speeding]

Show of hands! Who here's been to hell?

Pretty sure I have. And I didn't even get the damn T-shirt.

Ladies you may call me devilishly handsome any ol' time.

Also, my birthday is tomorrow, but I seem to be afflicted with a bit of fire and brimstone so leave all offerings of cake, pizza, games and cash at the door.

This concludes your Evil Overlord's PSA. Carry on you crazy lab rats.

Comments

/fails all over you bb

[speeding]

I dunno, I'm getting kinda used to everyone's abuse of run-on sentences. I might miss it.

/luffles the fail :3

[redhead-rabbit.livejournal.com]

If such a horrific effect continues, I am most certain I shall find residents of our spherical world within my office with blisters and sores upon their hands from the extreme requirement of writing. What effect of this fishbowl would go without such a strange visit within my office? I certainly doubt this strange habitat would go one strange effect without doing so, yeah?