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[annlarimer]

Good God. I went out at lunch and bought a Self-Pity Special (latte w/a shot of syrup). I haven't done that in 10 years.

If I die, I want y'all to fight out in the backyard for my stuff.

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[goddessdster]

But how will you ever get the enjoyment of watching us duke it out? I think you should schedule the fights before you go. Just a suggestion.

Do you feel less pitiful?

[annlarimer]

There's no reason I can't haunt your asses.

...weirdly, yes. Yes, I do.

[goddessdster]

Boy, won't you feel like a dick when we all just bury our differences in a massive circle hug because the loss of you just brought us closer together? Then we donate your stuff to charity.

[random_nexus]

*giggle*
Okay, I was gonna suggest a massive butterscotch pudding wrestling match, but I like Goddessdster's clever concept better.

Edit: dammit, fingers!

[goddessdster]

I forgot to ask: are you dying from the milk-caffeine-sugar combo? Or is it the froth?

[nitasee]

Does this mean I finally get your shitajiki?

[annlarimer]

No.

[nitasee]

Aw, c'mon. It's not like you can take it with you.

[annlarimer]

*SPORF*

[terl_girl]

I call dibs on your MIB swag.

[annlarimer]

Groovy.