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Firstly, shit occurred offline, I hate my drunken friends and their drunken callings, etc. No, getting drunk isn't an excuse for "accidentally" calling the police and neither is getting the only person who wasn't drunk, although she was tripping balls, to answer the door to the freaking PIGS when she's finding the universe a very "far out" place and halfway through the White Album is Not. Cool.
It was FANTASTICALLY funny, but that's besides the point.
SECONDLY y'all on team Chulu better be writing fic for that challenge, because that's my Saturday plan, you better believe it.
AND THIRDLY I can't call the thing you have to call to do voice posting, because 1) I only have a mobile (cell phone to the yanks, communicators to any passing 23rd century visitors) and the rates are FUCKING WHAT for the number and 2) it doesn't accept me pressing the "pewnd" key anyway. So, wait a fortnight until I get home. :D
It was FANTASTICALLY funny, but that's besides the point.
SECONDLY y'all on team Chulu better be writing fic for that challenge, because that's my Saturday plan, you better believe it.
AND THIRDLY I can't call the thing you have to call to do voice posting, because 1) I only have a mobile (cell phone to the yanks, communicators to any passing 23rd century visitors) and the rates are FUCKING WHAT for the number and 2) it doesn't accept me pressing the "pewnd" key anyway. So, wait a fortnight until I get home. :D