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[getahippy]

I've been reading my flist this week. Normally I Ctrl+F for keywords (Tachibana, Chitose, hippy, cult, weed, etc.), but I was feeling adventurous. I'll summarize for anyone else who tends to skim.

Random Person/Creature #1: I am normally [insert non-feline species], but today I am a cat. Of the opposite gender. Possibly I am a flying cat.

Comments

[bananas_an]

Person/Creature #2 is even stranger: they want the offspring.

...Some things I'll just pretend not to have read. Sailor Bob probably cheats.

[getahippy]

You shouldn't read any of my journal entries that mention Kippei. Or sex at all. Making a filter is too much effort, though.

[bananas_an]

Nothing can shock me after the past few days. I'll live.

[getahippy]

I could probably shock you if I tried.

[bananas_an]

Sen-nii, you think you could shock me more than a demon bellowing "sweet nothings" outside my window?

[phantom_lefty]

It was really really really that bad?

[bananas_an]

O///O Yes!

[getahippy]

I could do a handstand.

[bananas_an]

I've heard LSD makes you delusional.

[getahippy]

Most people are already delusional.

[bananas_an]

Is the monkey teaching you tricks?

[getahippy]

I'm the owner. I'm teaching him tricks.

I didn't teach him how to build weapons of mass destruction, though. He learned that on his own.

[bananas_an]

^_~ I see. You fall into the delusional category.

You should have tossed that copy of The Anarchist's Cookbook. You sure Sailor Bob knows you're the owner?

[getahippy]

I don't have a copy of The Anarchist's Cookbook.

[bananas_an]

Now.

Why did you want a monkey, anyway?

[getahippy]

Why wouldn't I want a monkey?