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Oh, well, damn.
[ooc: Zombies? Snow? Out of cigarettes? Something in his eye? General pandemonium? Someone didn't file a paper? Dropped a paperclip? Surrounded by women (more or less)? Someone spilled Rimmel all over the sink? A problem with making the cure? Hasn't finished his holiday shopping yet? Someone drank all the coffee and didn't bother to make more? (You know you can't bring that weak-ass stuff up in this hompty-bompty. You kill the joe, you make some mo'.) The world may never know. This is for teh frustrating lulz only. He won't say anything re: the zombie plot, cures, the general situation, or anything else at all.]
[ooc: Zombies? Snow? Out of cigarettes? Something in his eye? General pandemonium? Someone didn't file a paper? Dropped a paperclip? Surrounded by women (more or less)? Someone spilled Rimmel all over the sink? A problem with making the cure? Hasn't finished his holiday shopping yet? Someone drank all the coffee and didn't bother to make more? (You know you can't bring that weak-ass stuff up in this hompty-bompty. You kill the joe, you make some mo'.) The world may never know. This is for teh frustrating lulz only. He won't say anything re: the zombie plot, cures, the general situation, or anything else at all.]