They see me rollin', they hatin'.

[linoleumfetish]

Huh. Well.

Call me crazy but I’m gonna venture a guess and say I’m not exactly in Southern California anymore. I’ve lived in Sunnydale all 23 of my long and miserable years and this looks nothing like it. I can tell by the notable lack of cemeteries on every corner and unfriendly living dead. At least so far. Note to self: leave the tinkering with

Comments

[blackeyedskank]

Hi, Xander, need a hand?

[linoleumfetish]

That depends on if my friends stop pranking each other long enough to come rescue me from this...carousel.

[blackeyedskank]

Everything that just came out of your mouth points to a five-year-old.

bff threadjack!

[awillowywitch]

Hey, you could try laying off for one second, y'know.

HELLO WILLOW

[blackeyedskank]

I could, but that wouldn't be very productive.

HELLO RUBY

[awillowywitch]

Then find someone who's not my best friend.

SUP

[blackeyedskank]

Stop giving me so much incentive.

THE CEILING?

[awillowywitch]

You seriously do need a hobby.

WELL THIS IS TRUE

[blackeyedskank]

What do you recommend? Old Maid and old movies? Sounds more your speed.

MOST OF THE TIME, ANYWAY

[awillowywitch]

Have you ever tried crocheting?

UNLESS IT FELL DOWN

[blackeyedskank]

Have you ever tried not being a moron?

THAT WOULDN'T BE GOOD

[awillowywitch]

Have you ever tried not being a bitch?

BUT IT COULD HAPPEN.

[blackeyedskank]

About a hundred years ago, but it didn't take. I decided to save it for you.

IT WOULD PROBABLY BE RUBY'S FAULT.

[awillowywitch]

You're very considerate.

she would be okay with that

[blackeyedskank]

Don't say I never do you any favors.

[linoleumfetish]

Hey! If there's anyone here who's not a moron, it's Willow.