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[life_in_stereo_]

"Red." That's the kinda thing you call your redhead girlfriend, not the guy you just meet, and even for a chick it sounds kinda gay. S'like Spiderman callin' Mary Jane "MJ." It sounds retarded. If I ever come up with some lameass petname fo Rukia, I'm gonna kill myself

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[dramabunny]

I thought I had a petname. You mean 'giant bitch' isn't supposed to be affectionate?

And that pie was certainly one of 'Hime's more interesting creations.

[life_in_stereo_]

Yeah but...you really are a giant bitch.

I dig the spicy lips thing.

[dramabunny]

I would be interested to know what a small bitch looks like, if I am of the giant variety.

Yes. Next time you might let me get a glass of water first, though. I thought my throat was on fire.

[life_in_stereo_]

This is how it works:

Your bitchness is giant probably because the normally allocated bitchiness for chicks has to be compressed into such a little frame. That makes you like, ten times worse than other chicks or somethin'. S'like compressed evil.

Pussy.

[dramabunny]

You have clearly put a lot of thought into this theory. Are there graphs? However the phrasing is still off, if you intend to state that only my capacity for bitchiness is giant and not my stature then you should say so more clearly, it is only yourself you leave sounding foolish.

Just because you clearly got a milder piece than I did.

[life_in_stereo_]

I could make graphs, but I don't want to make your "drawing skills" feel inadequate. Maybe I should be sayin' "MAN YOU ARE A VERTICALLY CHALLENGED BITCH OF GIANT ATTITUDE DYSFUNCTIONALITY."

I ate almost the entire pie. Quit your bitchin'. You're lucky I just kissed you.

[dramabunny]

Graphs are not art, anything that requires a ruler cannot be called creative. And that is certainly better explicated, if not quite as catchy. Maybe you should just call me 'Pookie'.

Perhaps as you cut the pie you tipped it slightly, thereby tipping the hottest elements into one concentrated area, which I believe ended up on my plate. And you're just lucky I let you.

[life_in_stereo_]

Well let's just say that your paper cuttin' skills are leaps and bounds ahead of what you can do with a pencil. Or markers. Or crayons. Or basically any writing utensil. If I ever call you that shit, you can kill me.

Perhaps you're fuckin' stupid? Spicy stuff makes me hot. Haha. Get it?

[dramabunny]

I have always had a natural flair with sharp objects. Noted. How about codenames? I could be Mr Pink and you could be Gladys. Nobody would suspect.

....No, I'm afraid you've lost me. Maybe you should explain.

[life_in_stereo_]

Remind me to put away the letter opener and the steak knives. And Gladys?!?! That's about as bad as Red, Rukia.

Okay. Okay. What I mean is this: if you hadn't ducked out and ran for the refrigerator, I totally would have banged you on the table.

And by banged, I mean hopelessly set myself up for failure.

[dramabunny]

Red would be a fairly obvious codename - admittedly there are a few of you in the building, but it narrows things down. Gladys would be a complete enigma.

.....

[dramabunny]

Did you understand that the part about not getting it was a joke?

[dramabunny]

....Although I may not have got quite that much.

[life_in_stereo_]

I am not bein' Gladys. It's a slippery slope. Then you'd be after me with the bonnet again.

Well uh...you're um...

[dramabunny]

Fine, come up with better codenames. I warn you, if it's batman then people may suspect.

Hotter than the pie, apparently.

[life_in_stereo_]

Okay. I AM ANAKIN. And you can be Padmé.

Yeah. I wonder if you taste as good.