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[toiletseat_girl]

*Near the fabled center of camp, there is a tree. It looks like an ordinary sort of tree, except for a very important thing: the tree is absolutely covered in toilet seats*For an added bonus, all the toilet seats in camp are now on the tree. Hope you weren't in the middle of something terribly messy when it happened

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[u_jerk]

...I was hoping for cake.

[toiletseat_girl]

Nope, no cake. Just the pleasure of my company.

Disappointed?

[u_jerk]

Well when you put it that way.

[toiletseat_girl]

I outrank cake? You're just saying that to make me feel better.

[u_jerk]

That depends. Are you chocolatey?

[toiletseat_girl]

I can be? But I'd need a little warning first. "George, I'll need you to be chocolatey in an hour or so."

[u_jerk]

Kinky.

[toiletseat_girl]

Yeah, well, who said I was a good girl? I never did.

[u_jerk]

I guess I was kind of asking for it.

[toiletseat_girl]

You were! And you know I'd hate to let you down.

*tries to look more joking than serious*

[u_jerk]

Isn't that the other way around. It's your day.

[toiletseat_girl]

Maybe. But it's been how long since camp took a shot at me?

[u_jerk]

*looks at the toilet tree*

Five minutes?

[toiletseat_girl]

I dunno if this counts yet. It might be like one of those signs at factories. You know, "X amount of days since someone got their hand chopped off." It takes a while to reset the clock to zero.

[u_jerk]

So you're saying camp doesn't even keep track of the shit it does.

[toiletseat_girl]

Yuuuuup. Doing that would make it too easy on us. Anyway, I probably shoulda seen this coming.