Bored bored bored

[bela_stardust]

Yeah. Fastred's been gone all day, so I dug around in Claude's tent and found a bunch of crap. I asked him what they were and he was like "That is what I plan on using to wrap around me when I ask for your mother ..(blah blah blah insert trite poetic romantic shit here)." So, I was like "Do you plan on doing that anytime this week

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[bruschettardust]

:sniff: It smells like nitro and lube down here. What are you doing?

[bela_stardust]

How do you know what lube smells like?

What does it look like genius? I'm conducting an experiment.

....Did you shut the door?

[bruschettardust]

:nag: An experiment for what? Don't be stupid, this whole house smells like lube on Thursdays. Open the window or you'll asphyxiate or something else dumb.

[bela_stardust]

You open the window! I'm busy.

And how would I know what the house smells like on Thursdays, I was kicked out by Mum. >_<

Broosh...while you're at it, hand me those matches on the window sill. These stick thingies kind of look like firecrackers.

[bruschettardust]

Fine. :turns the little basement-window crank: Whining ass COCK-TITTING MOTHERFUCKER.

Momma has his Celelube parties on Thursday nights. Like Tupperware parties, but slipperier. SHOVE IT UP YOUR PANTYSNIFFER.

My pills must be wearing off.

Here, the matches. Oooooh, fireworks!! Do they make colors? They have really long strings. Hmm. Let's make Jareth light them and watch from the window in the back yard.

[bela_stardust]

Broosh, I really hate when you call me those things.

Your pills are wearing off, your tits usually are more swollen looking. Now, they're kind of just pointy.

Thanks :D I don't know. Probably, that's what fireworks do, right? Ok :D I don't want to get sparks and ash on my shirt anyway.

[bruschettardust]

No, you don't. DONKEY SUCKING FUCKBLOT PLASTICASS.

:smacks you upside the head with a cinderblock: Don't be obnoxious, just give the goblin the matches. I'll wait for you in the back, this skirt is suede and I don't to risk it.

[bela_stardust]

YO! My ass is not plastic, ok?

Um. OW! PAIN! Trying to kill me, Broosh?! *tosses matches at Jareth, follows you outside* Damnit, that really fucking hurt...

Woo! He's lighting them :D

[bruschettardust]

I told you my pills were wearing off, dickmonkey.

Don't be such a baby. Daddy says our skulls are super-resilient because of his jeans or something. Look, you're not even bleeding. Like, much.

Oooooh, sparks!! Wow, the little sparkle thing moves up the string really fast.

[bela_stardust]

I'm going to get blood all over my new shirt damnit >_<

Um, Broosh... fireworks don't go that fast do they?

......Broosh? Um, did something just explode?

[bruschettardust]

OW. :peels self off of garden wall: ... See, I told you our skulls were super-resilient. Wow, look, you can see all the way into the living room now! I guess we should do something about the fire. I...

... hey. :smacks your face a little: Hey, Bela. HEY, GODDAMNIT. :sprays you with the garden hose: Oi, the explosion and my cinderblock must've knocked you stupider. :chisels you out of the wall: C'mon, help me find the fire extinguisher.

[elvengoldmine]

BROOSH! OMG, baby are you ok????!!!!

What happened??!!!!

[bruschettardust]

...... BELA BLEW UP THE HOUSE, MOMMY!!!!

[elvengoldmine]

........

I'm going to kill him.

I'mgoingtokillhimI'mgoingtokillhim...

GLORFIE!!!!!!!!!

[glorfiestardust]

Let's see. One minute I'm on the phone in my study, and the next, the phone line is dead and the far wall is crumbling ash. And I think to myself, certainly this has nothing to do with my youngest son, sweet angel, because, being the perfect child he is, he would know that anything done to piss me off so soon after the "Nair-smells-just-like-shampoo" accident would only result in his being hung upside-down in a room for fifteen minutes alone with Zak.

So... yes, dear?

[elvengoldmine]

Bela. House. BOOM!

Like, me last year only to a lesser power. Still, it was our part and that pisses me off. >_< HE IS NEVER COMING HOME.

You talk to him. Or I'll strangle him.