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[popcornlasers]

You guys are all fucking stupid.

I hope the internet breaks and sucks you in and you die.

I'm disabling my flist and rerouting all the links to something intelligent. Like cat macros. Maybe even a yiffy con. Anything is better than this.

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[bearytasty]

[popcornlasers]

HAHAHAHAHA THAT ONE I APPROVE OF.

[bearytasty]

NATURALLY.

[popcornlasers]

COME TO NEW YORK!

[bearytasty]

I think we might be planning it~!

[popcornlasers]

REALLY? Edward keeps implying that you won't.

[bearytasty]

He's just saying that because he doesn't want to drive cross-country in our snazztastic minivans.

[popcornlasers]

Minivans? EW. TAKE THE VANQUISH. PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE?

[bearytasty]

NEGATIVE. Think of how hilarious it would be to see Edward driving his van around. We'd need to take at least two cars anyway.

[popcornlasers]

...This is true.

[bearytasty]

Exactly! /o/

[popcornlasers]

OKAY THEN. PREMISSION GRANTED.

[bearytasty]

EXCELLENT MY GOOD SIR. Any recommendations for good road tripping music? I've got my choices and usuals, of course, but it's always good to get a second opinion.

[popcornlasers]

Ride with Edward and listen to N*SYNC. Then tell me how long it takes for his head to explode.

[bearytasty]

This is clearly one of the best ideas known to mankind.

[popcornlasers]

Their Christmas CD.