Nice to see you back, Hisagi, Matsumoto-I was about ready to rent your rooms out.

Don't forget to pick up Dog later this week, Hisagi. He's still yours.

:: private to Rukia ::

Hey. What's up?

For those who keep asking me today-

Yeah. The tats do go down that far.

Ugh, who left the food out on the kitchen? It's starting to come alive. We might have to purify it.

And the damn dog shit on the living room carpet! What the fuck. Guys? You're really making me consider the joys of single living, here.

[OOC: Cranky Renji is cranky and taking it out on the roomies.]

Soooo curses. They suck. Yeah.

[Private to Rukia]

Um.

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What the fuck. Pineapple.

...no one lick me.

So what's a guy got to do to get some money for booze and food around here?

I'm back.

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Comment here and I'll tell you one thing that I like about you. Then go post it in your journal and return the sentiment. You know the drill.

I dunno why, but I just felt like posting this. Maybe it's remnants of the hangover.

Fuck zombies.