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[queenofplastics]

Sick. I'm going to need a huge-ass can of bug spray and a fly swatter. God- where's the effing Terminator when you need one. This is disgusting.

So who died and left their stupid body rotting? Clean it. If I find another damn bug in my food, I'm going to slap a ho.

Comments

[sword_boy]

We can't die here... there's no rotting bodies.

[queenofplastics]

Whatever. The point is, there are a lot of disgusting bugs and crap around, and I hate it. They're getting in my hair, and god if something isn't done about it soon-

[sword_boy]

There's something called bug spray... or you know, not pissing off the bugs. They aren't that bad.

[queenofplastics]

That's what I'm trying to get.

[sword_boy]

Then cover up, and go buy some... I went out and bought extra everything when the City went all crazy and bad omen-y on us. We got clear warning for a curse for once... not a warning of what exactly, but a warning that stuff was going to go down.

[queenofplastics]

I don't even care what's going to happen. I care what happens to my effing skin.

[sword_boy]

Then cover up, and go get some bug spray then!