Feb 26, 2004 22:32
So I get back to Angel's ol' beater warehouse and all those bloody wangkers aren't even there! What the hell...? Is there a fire someplace I don't know about? Well except Fred...she ain't a wangker. Cute little biteable snack that one is...hope she's alright...and working on making me real again.
Don't they know that we've got big problems? That crazy, wacked out ex of mine is back...yeah, my pet...ex-pet Dru. Plus our little girl is here...and has really shot up. She'd be breaking all the boys' hearts if she could ever get the courage to talk to them. So time to get the gang together and send Dru a packin'...'cept they're not here. Ponces. Nothing left to do but wait here I guess...maybe someone'll turn up at AI HQ.