[accidental video post]

[chicagosbest]

DAMN IT!

[The screen flickers on and Murphy -- stuffed and covered from head to toe in pretty pink frills -- scowls at the screen]

I'm just going to kill myself right now.

Mr. Stark, I won't be coming in today.

[BEEP! BEEP! as Murphy tries to turn the screen off, but her lack of fingers makes this difficult] FUCK!

[The screen goes black]

Comments

[dresden4hire]

This is too funny.

[chicagosbest]

It ends at midnight, Dresden. Don't try anything funny.

[dresden4hire]

Of course not!

I'm just taking picture of the video you posted up there is all.

[chicagosbest]

...delete it. Delete it now.

[dresden4hire]

I would, but I don't know how. I'm not very good with these computer things, you know.

[chicagosbest]

If you know how to take the picture, you know how to delete them. DO IT.

[dresden4hire]

No, we need to keep this for prosperity's sake.

[chicagosbest]

Prosperity? You going to fucking SELL this shit?

[dresden4hire]

Of course not. It's for when I do something ridiculous and you think about giving me a hard time about it and then you remember I have this picture.

[chicagosbest]

You think you're going to live long enough to do something ridiculous?

[dresden4hire]

If I die, these pictures go on billboards.

[chicagosbest]

I will destroy every copy first.

[dresden4hire]

I've heard that once things reach the network, it's nearly impossible to make it go away. I would hate to have to post these to the network, Murphy.

[chicagosbest]

And I would hate to shove your balls down your throat and your wand up your ass.

[dresden4hire]

Hey, I wonder if at midnight you'll just get big again and keep the clothes?

Or... are those even clothes from a curse, Murphy, or did the City just miniaturize what you had on?

[chicagosbest]

I own nothing even remotely resembling these clothes, I assure you.