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[speakseverely]

Oh thank god. No more tour. And I'm done doing my little stint on Last Comic Standing. Rejoice for I have returned to the land of Holy Shit It's Fucking Hot As Sweaty Balls.

When I got home, it was 100 degrees in my house. IN MY HOUSE. What kind of shit is this??

So how are you lovely people?

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[biggestbear]

Well enough, city's gone to shit and I'm holding the shovel.

How are you besides star studded and back in a warm house?

[speakseverely]

Isn't that always the case? Though I don't know where the best place to bury shit is.

Fucking hungry, that's for sure. The sushi place down the street is gone and I don't know who to blow to get more.

[biggestbear]

Bury it? Hell, they just toss it into my office every hour on the hour.

Ruby Foo's? Yeah, bad health inspection last week, apparently their refrigeration techniques aren't up to par. I'd recommend Sushi Yasuda down on 43rd.

[speakseverely]

Ha! Get a lot of toilet paper I guess.

Those bastards. I might smack have to protest. Or y'know, tell them to clean that shit up. I hope there wasn't shit in my sushi, that would be bad. I'll have to try it. You're a lifesaver, Big Poppa.

[biggestbear]

My pleasure, Miss Downing.