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[lesbeserious]

Okay, so what do people actually do for fun in this dump of a city? If I'm going to be trapped amongst Canadians (worst respawn point ever, by the way) I might as well at least be doing something worth a damn in the meantime.

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Oh god this is going to be funny

[hairoftheweek]

Depends on what you actually like to do, I guess?

[lesbeserious]

Seriously? We dated, Ramona. How do you not know what I actually like to do?

*KICKS LJ*

[hairoftheweek]

Hey, I was just saying. You don't have to be a bitch about it.

[lesbeserious]

Oh, whatever. It's not like what we had meant anything to you in the first place, why should I even be surprised? Thanks for the lack of "hey, Roxie, you're not dead, nice to see you too," by the way.

[ridethesubspace]

It's Toronto.

People don't come here looking for things to do, Roxie.

[lesbeserious]

Which is why I tried to leave. And couldn't. Ugh, couldn't you have run off to Vancouver or somewhere instead?

[direct_to_door]

I'm sure I could think of some places worse than Toronto.

[lesbeserious]

Just because this isn't Wisconsin or wherever doesn't make this not a dump.

... and okay, seriously, three of you? Really?

[direct_to_door]

Oh, I don't know. I think it's kind of... quaint...

But yes, apparently. We're multiplying like rabbits around here.

[lesbeserious]

"Quaint" is pretty much in the same "damning with faint praise" category as "rustic" and "not that bad," Ramona III. I'll pass on "quaint" every goddamn time.

... if there are like a billion Pilgrims I swear to god I'll puke.