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[king_of_mods]

so howard tried to cheer gregg up by playing some funky rick james tunes last night. i think he was a little into it, enough to get his seaweed shaking, but his heart weren't there. his heart's sunk at the bottom of black lake, nestled in that sea cave that was his home for... hey, how old are you, gregg? how long did you live in black lake

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[house_of_jones]

I've got a velvet cape, if you want it. Was looking in charity shops for stage props when I came across it: it's currently plugging the whole in the wall in the kitchen, but I'm sure there's something else that could be stuffed there.

[king_of_mods]

if its been in the wall then its a crushed velvet cape now, innit? i want smooth, uncrinkled velvet. actually i don't think i want velvet at all. i want a big cloak made of sun-warmed toffee.

[house_of_jones]

You could iron it or something... and I just don't think you're going to find a cloak made out of sun-warmed toffee in your local Oxfam. Scabies, yes, confectionary clothing, no.

[king_of_mods]

you don't find a sun-warmed toffee cloak, you make it. takes about a billion toffees but luckily i think howard just won a big supply of em. i better get a wriggle on before the sun dips down for a sleepy. gotta chase some clouds away, too.

[scissor_gypsy]

It was fudge actually. Brandy fudge. You might attract the wrong sort with booze fumes trailing about you like some sort of fog made from homeless people. Cos that's what you'd smell of.