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[witchoflove]

If the milkman is mayor now, why doesn't he just throw milk at the fire until it goes out? He's the milkman so he's gotta have an infinite supply of it.

How come I'm the only one who's thought of this? Maybe I'm really just a genius.

Comments

[wizardoftheweek]

The Milkman was actually serial murderer, it seems.

[witchoflove]

He wasn't killing people with milk, right? I had cereal this morning.

[wizardoftheweek]

Poisoned the milk, yes.

[witchoflove]

Oh.

I was wondering why everything was looking green.

[wizardoftheweek]

That was months ago! Don't joke around like that!

[witchoflove]

Oh.

..then why was everything green.

[wizardoftheweek]

I do not know nor do I care.

[witchoflove]

Kay. See you in the green afterlife.

[wizardoftheweek]

I told you not to joke like that! You're not dying.

[witchoflove]

I think I can see my life flashing in front of my eyes.

[wizardoftheweek]

This isn't funny.

[witchoflove]

*Sound of a phone being dropped and someone falling on the floor as if struck with death out of nowhere.*

[wizardoftheweek]

-FUCK YOU, MARISA. FUCK YOU. She's on her way, damnit.-

[witchoflove]

*Face-down on the floor. In a puddle of red liquid!*

[wizardoftheweek]

-There's a mild trace of panic on Patchy's face. She still is pretty sure this is a prank. But better safe than sorry...-

"Photosynthesis"

-It's a simple healing spell. It won't cure any poisoning, but it should at least keep Marisa conscious enough to help her further.-

[witchoflove]

Hey, I'm no plant.