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

[saleskitten.livejournal.com]

What would you like on your big ol' birthday pizza, Dash?

Don't know if I should try putting candles in it, buuuut...hey, if Our Evil Overlord wishes!

[speeding]

Rose, you're my hero. Cheese, pepperoni, sausage, pineapple, the works.

Hey whatever makes sense to you. Not too big on fire right now, honestly.

[saleskitten.livejournal.com]

You got it! Make sure you've got an appetite around noon. I'll swing by.