Where...where did they all go? Alex, Tommy, the Master...their rooms are kind of lacking the fucks. Hell, even Wings seems to have left. These, uh, permanent deaths or graduations or what the fuck?

Harvey, when the fuck we doing dinner?

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...Otis?

I don't think we survived that one, but...where the hell am I?

And why the fuck would I want to write in a journal? The only time I ever kept anything like one was that bitchin' scrapbook Otis and I made. One year and we nearly filled the thing! That was fun ( Read more... )