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Mar 28, 2011 21:35

Well, that was lame.

Seriously. I would've rather had some fucking lady-parts or something. I could totally handle a vag. Or maybe some homicidal sheep. (Seriously! Shifty bastards. Why the fuck do you want me to be sleeping all the damn time? Are you trying to jack my shit or something?) But that whole thing we had going on was just pointless. And a waste of time. I wasn't at all traumatized. I mean, grateful a bit. I guess. But mostly disappointed.

Prometheus. Dude. Shape it the fuck up. At least Cronus was a creative douchenozzle.

[Filter: Cocytus]

This was totally supposed to come, like, a week ago. But - aforementioned lame occurred. So. Uh. Inevitable delay. In the reciprocal dating ask dating thing. I - Sorry?

Right.

So there's this place, right? It's - a place Jesusfuck, really? Just fucking talk, moron. There's this steampunk club. Which - totally freaking ridiculous, but - There's a parlor. And, y'know, cravats and goggles and ladies in dresses with bustles and shit. There might be one of those ridiculous bicycles. And there are these really big booths. With draw-around curtains. And stuff.

You, uh - Wanna go?
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