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[darth_cabal]

There was much rejoicing after I finished finals on Wednesday. It seemed, for bright, shining moment, that I would have enough free time to get caught up on my flist and possibly even resume my love affair exploitative but satisfying relationship with the movie theater.

Oh naivete! Oh foolish, foolish optimism!

I managed a clandestine meeting with

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[quintos]

This is me laughing at you.

*laughs*

[darth_cabal]

Maybe you can help me remember this formula:

Tree + Car = ?

[quintos]

Tree + Car = "I think I hear a chainsaw." "You do."

You cold hearted whore! *sob*

You'll get no sympathy from me if a tree ever falls on your car!

[darth_cabal]

Your car had "asking for it" writ all over it. It probably antagonized the tree.

[quintos]

I seem to remember there being something unusual about the ceiling fan in your room. Perhaps you can remind me what that was?

[darth_cabal]

Every single one of the pretty, pink carousel horses on my ceiling fan can kick your ass!

[quintos]

I never knew something so frilly could kick ass.

[darth_cabal]

It's a clever disguise.

[quintos]

Aaaaah, I guess that explains the dresses you're wearing in all those pics in the hall.

[darth_cabal]

Nah--that's garden variety parental sadism.

[quintos]

Ah right! That's why I liked your mom!

[kayfin]

ONE of these days, we're going to hang out with ALL your relations and the photographic evidence of your childhood and revisit an old concept: "Revenge".

[quintos]

My relations? Truth be told, there aren't that many embarassing pics of me as a kid. Though hopefully Paul has lost the video of Janey's first birthday, though in my defense, I was 8 at the time.

[kayfin]

I suspected that much. Hence the 'relations'. You have a bunch of siblings, so there are bound to be a few stories that we can encourage them to divulge.

[quintos]

There might be, I honestly don't know. I was a pretty quiet kid for the most part.