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[kangaroochamp]

Tank, I think I might've made Muds want to kill me. Again. Sorry.

I'm makin' th' burritos, though.

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[tanky_tg]

Skwabble, rant, skwibble shabba!
Whot happened?

[kangaroochamp]

Well, firs' I mentioned him hittin' on his bandmate. So he started lyin', denyin' it ever happened. I tol' him to relax - that he only did it after smokin' th' B-52 and those fings fuck people up.

Then I said th' only other person I tol' this about was you.

That pissed him off a lot.

'M sorry, love. I don' like makin' yer friends pissy.

[tanky_tg]

*From the other room she can clearly be heard laughing her ass off.*

[kangaroochamp]

Christ, th' idea of Muds hittin' on that 2d fella - no, knowin' you, yer imaginin' 'em makin' out or doin' a whole lot more - is pretty hilarious to ya, eh?

*Booga perks up and laughs a bit himself*

Come to think of it, it is pretty funny.

[tanky_tg]

Nope. Thinkin of the look on Muds face when you told him about it.

[kangaroochamp]

Ah, yeah, when I tol' him about it - he actually looked embarassed. Close to blushin' as 'es ever gonna get.

[kangaroochamp]

False alarm, love. Tensions have cooled.