House of Ill-Repute [Monday evening]
Biff stomped into the house with a sour look on his face. It was bad enough that the baristas gave him weird looks normally for his coffee order (with cinnamon, cloves, date sugar and goat milk), but tonight they weren't even there.
He'd had to dodge weird crystal bubble...things...all the way home, too, that had smelled like rotten peaches.
He sat down, flipped open his laptop to make a bitchy status update on Facebook, and froze.
One of his friends had liked something called Lardon. He clicked the link.
He could have sworn in that moment that the heavens opened and angels sang.
"IT'S A BACON TRUCK?! A TRUCK FULL OF BACON! I MUST SEE THIS AMAZING THING!"
He ran up the steps, texting on his phone as he went (the super helpful message of Bacon truck in LA!!!111! GTG. Barney gets the house) and had stuffed the last of his valuables (the picture he and Josh had taken during God-Con, the really good porn, his most awesome hats) into a rucksack five minutes later.
It was time to leave Fandom. The bacon truck was a Sign. He was sure of it.
...there was a reason Biff had not been the Messiah.
[OOC: And this is it for Biff! It's been a hell of a run with him (haha), but it is time for him to go. *sniff*]
He'd had to dodge weird crystal bubble...things...all the way home, too, that had smelled like rotten peaches.
He sat down, flipped open his laptop to make a bitchy status update on Facebook, and froze.
One of his friends had liked something called Lardon. He clicked the link.
He could have sworn in that moment that the heavens opened and angels sang.
"IT'S A BACON TRUCK?! A TRUCK FULL OF BACON! I MUST SEE THIS AMAZING THING!"
He ran up the steps, texting on his phone as he went (the super helpful message of Bacon truck in LA!!!111! GTG. Barney gets the house) and had stuffed the last of his valuables (the picture he and Josh had taken during God-Con, the really good porn, his most awesome hats) into a rucksack five minutes later.
It was time to leave Fandom. The bacon truck was a Sign. He was sure of it.
...there was a reason Biff had not been the Messiah.
[OOC: And this is it for Biff! It's been a hell of a run with him (haha), but it is time for him to go. *sniff*]