022

[f_ckitybye]

[Malcolm's been awake for the last few hours and doing nothing but reading through all the postings he's missed while in his hiatus coma. Colour him gobsmacked

Comments

[cantblameagirl]

Bank Holiday of the Living Dead, that's funny.

I think it's utterly ruined malls for me.

[f_ckitybye]

Oh aye? And what's your name, then? Don't think we've met before.

[cantblameagirl]

Oh, aye. Vala Mal Doran, pleased to meet you.

[f_ckitybye]

Malcolm Tucker. You a warden or an inmate?

[rayney_day]

In a word? Yep...

[f_ckitybye]

Bloody fucking fantastic.

[rayney_day]

Hey... Small mercies, right?

[f_ckitybye]

Be nice if there was some kind of fucking warning or other. But then that'd probably run counter to the Raw Sewage Lucky Dip nature of this place.

[notarrowette]

I'd say you picked the right week for it, though.

[f_ckitybye]

It's definitely the week I'd have picked if I'd had a fucking choice in the matter.

[bob_fraser_snr]

I've seen it happen quite a few times. Do you feel well rested at least?

[f_ckitybye]

I don't think I have the first fucking clue what "well-rested" looks like.

[bob_fraser_snr]

Generally, you feel less stress than normal and your mind doesn't lose its train of thought as much.

[f_ckitybye]

[Malcolm thinks this is one of the funniest things he's ever heard, Bob.]

Mate, I am on my train of thought like fucking Bruce Reynolds.

[you_run_i_chase]

Glad to fucking see you're fucking alive, Malcolm.

Paddy's in the infirmary, he got fucking munched on.

I am in fucking need of a fucking drink.

[f_ckitybye]

Glad to see your arse in one piece, Scully.

Fraser told me about Paddy. Fucking Christ.

[you_run_i_chase]

Yeah, yeah it was fucking bad. You are the luckiest fucking bastard alive, Mulder.

Private

[f_ckitybye]

Were you, you know, there? Dudley Do-Right didn't offer any fucking details.