Shit wtf.

[funkyplatypus]

There I am, dressed up to the nines, shoes polished and hair snazzied-up. Suit and tie I got from a friend and I feel like James fucking Bond. And I am standing at the entrance of the party I was invited to, wondering why there's nobody there. And I look around the place and see people setting tables up and getting things ready. And I am only

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[equivocally_me]

Well--not that this should be considered reassuring, mind you--sounds like something I would do.