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Apr 02, 2008 17:06

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No practice today.

If you're hurt and fucking clueless, see the fucking manager.

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[filtered to the fucking shrimp; unhackable]

The ice in the tub is for you, fucking shrimp. Use it and stop whining.

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fuckingqb April 3 2008, 03:12:59 UTC
I can watch a video tape.

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fuckingqb April 3 2008, 03:16:29 UTC
We can watch it now.

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voice post; fuckingshrimp April 3 2008, 03:12:26 UTC
T-Thanks, Hiruma-san.

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voice post; filtered fuckingqb April 3 2008, 03:13:55 UTC
Tch.

You're making the fucking manager worry.

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voice post; filtered fuckingshrimp April 3 2008, 03:20:00 UTC
...I'll shut up.

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voice post; filtered fuckingqb April 3 2008, 03:21:47 UTC
Use the fucking ice.

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lyra_of_dust April 3 2008, 03:28:43 UTC
Seems like most of the wishes that day went wrong some way.

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fuckingqb April 3 2008, 03:31:09 UTC
Tch. Seems like it.

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lyra_of_dust April 3 2008, 03:33:30 UTC
Although... Mine could have turned out a lot worse... It was just strange.

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fuckingqb April 3 2008, 03:36:01 UTC
Count yourself lucky that you didn't end up with a fucking corpse in your apartment. Seemed to be the City's favorite yesterday.

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fuckingfatass April 3 2008, 05:55:53 UTC
It's okay! I had some cream puffs on the way home.

Are you sure you're okay?

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filtered; fuckingqb April 3 2008, 06:29:26 UTC
You can't live on fucking cream puffs.

Tch. I'm fine.

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filtered; fuckingfatass April 3 2008, 07:18:16 UTC
I didn't mean to! It just seemed like a good food for the situation.

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filtered; fuckingqb April 3 2008, 07:23:55 UTC
Just come out and eat the food the fucking manager made.

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