#008

[air_guitar_moar]

Ah, it's so good to be home. That lasted far too long, despite the finite efforts of some. I'm looking at you, Forehead.

And what can we do with all these spare bras? Time for a good, old-fashioned bra burning, I think. Perhaps in Herr Lee's room.

Comments

[hypotheticalend]

What a fantastic idea! Better than your other suggestions, Herr Klavier.

[air_guitar_moar]

I can't help but agree. I was not at my best a few days.

We'll need a lot of gasoline, ja?

[hypotheticalend]

It was rather uncomfortable.

...I shall see what I can find, yes?

[air_guitar_moar]

Terribly so.

That would be wonderful.

[hypotheticalend]

I cannot see the appeal in being a woman.

Will alcohol suffice? I can more easily obtain that.

[air_guitar_moar]

Between the breasts and the estrogen, the appeal is lost.

It could be anything, as long as it is highly flammable.

[hypotheticalend]

Perhaps this is why Miss Susan and Miss Yuuko are so passive-aggressive.

...what should I do with this for now, sir?

[air_guitar_moar]

I would not be surprised.

Can you store it in your room? I'll take it, if need be.