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[x_nightwatcher]

[transcribed sounds of pages flipping; dictated, upset whining voice]

Oh, man. What the fuck? What's with all this shit, I mean com-- [really long pause; excitedly] What the hell? Oh, HELL FUCKING YES! Haha!!

[insert slew of curse words here, including several from other languages, some even from some very abstract languages]

Happy, fucking, day

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[purple_bo]

[dictated mumble]

Watch your language.

[x_nightwatcher]

[dictated]

Fuck you! Wake the hell up!

[purple_bo]

[dictated]

'm awake.

[x_nightwatcher]

[dictated]

Don't sound like it.

[purple_bo]

[dictated, clearer]

If I wasn' awake, I wouldn' be talkin' to you.

[x_nightwatcher]

[dictated, laughingly]

Well, I have to conceed to that logic. But only half awake...

[purple_bo]

[dictated]

At the risk of soundin' juvenille: your mom.

[x_nightwatcher]

[laughs; dictated]

Yo, Mickey, when'd you get 'ere?

[purple_bo]

[dictated]

Mrr. I wish he was here.

[x_nightwatcher]

[dictated]

Hmm, yea. Although he'd be complaining up one hell of a storm right about now...!

[purple_bo]

[dictated]

If you could get him to wake up, you mean.

[x_nightwatcher]

[dictated]

Have you seen the guy on Sunday mornings?

[purple_bo]

[dictated]

Well, considering how our rooms were right next to each other...

[x_nightwatcher]

[dictated]

So that's a yes to the Sunday morning cartoons? Heh.

[purple_bo]

[dictated]

... Don't you mean Saturday morning cartoons?

[x_nightwatcher]

Hmmm... you're right.

Whatever. It's still cartoons and it's still Mickey who gets up to watch them at that unGodly hour!