...and as the sun set, el Mulhollando stumbled home. His clothing splattered with the blood of the infidels, he found temporary comfort in a snowshovel-sized pile of pahd thai, and the shedding, drooling warmth of kitty-lovin'. 
Yeah, well, fuck that shit! I spent all damn day exposing the guilty, listening to their feeble excuses, sissy-boy crying, and saccharine bootlicking to save their own asses!
All I can count on is another week of it starting Monday. No plans tonight. I'm supposed to go see Kathleen Edwards tomorrow (she's amazing, by the way!). We'll see if I make it. If there's someone..ANYONE on my side, please step forward.
Yeah, I didn't think so.
Yeah, well, fuck that shit! I spent all damn day exposing the guilty, listening to their feeble excuses, sissy-boy crying, and saccharine bootlicking to save their own asses!
All I can count on is another week of it starting Monday. No plans tonight. I'm supposed to go see Kathleen Edwards tomorrow (she's amazing, by the way!). We'll see if I make it. If there's someone..ANYONE on my side, please step forward.
Yeah, I didn't think so.
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thistle:
i am on your side, especially seeing as how you are the only true believer other than myself. you're just gonna have to wait.
thistle:
i hate my housemates.