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[grammarcracker]

Halloween's a retarded holiday for fat kids, yet everyone's getting so hyped up about it. The Vongola brats fucking rented out the town hall for their gay-ass party. Jesus fucking christ, what's the world coming to?

Around the office people are getting into it too. Most people are going to the Masquerade (read: costume party. pretentious blowhards

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[caffeineshots]

I'm not pregnant, duh. If there's anyone who should be pregnant, it's you~ Shishishi

I found the cakes. They're nice ♥ Would you like a slice?

ooc; strikes private shishishi

[caffeineshots]

So~? A lot of things~

Depends~ How long are you going to act like a butthurt baby?

[grammarcracker]

So: go fuck yourself. And before you say anything, no, I wouldn't like that, and no, I don't want to watch. Name something.

You're the one who did the butthurt-ing in the first place. Blame yourself, brat.

[caffeineshots]

So mean, Sharkie :( I'm the one getting bribed, you should think of something~

I don't remember doing any of the sort.

i believe that icon is irrelevant to the conversation

[grammarcracker]

Deal with it, princess. I already did and you shot me down. Now name something.

Maybe you should get your head checked then or I can make you remember

[ooc; second set of strikes deleted]

I'm a prince, I can use any icon I want.

[caffeineshots]

Make me. Take me to Italy for my birthday.

My head's fine~ Maybe you should have yours checked~

then i can use whatever icons i want too... though mine aren't offensive enough.

[grammarcracker]

Maybe I should. How would you prefer I do it, your highness? Our deal doesn't go until then.

Shut up and stop denying that there's something wrong with you.

shishishi.

[caffeineshots]

Make me coffee. You're supposed to bribe me with it, stupid shark.

But there's absolutely nothing wrong with me~

[grammarcracker]

Fine. It'll be in your office. No. Here, how about I go with you to that Halloween thing. Would that make you happy?

I have two words to reply to that. Bull. Shit.

[caffeineshots]

And then massage my back. You'll have to dress up.

Lies.

[grammarcracker]

...what. I can do that. I have some over-the-top fancy clothes from Italy from when I went to a masquerade in Venice. I have a mask, too.

You keep telling yourself that.

[caffeineshots]

We made a deal, remember? In a costume. You can go as Optimus Prime.

No you.

[grammarcracker]

VOI, I'M NOT GOING TO GIVE YOU A BACK MASSAGE. WHAT THE FUCK. It is a costume. I thought it was billed as a masquerade anyway.
...why Optimus Prime?

Haha.

[caffeineshots]

WE HAVE A FUCKING DEAL, SHARKIE. Why not Optimus Prime?

Where's my coffee?

HAHAHAH THE GNOME'S STILL THERE

[grammarcracker]

I DON'T CARE, I'M NOT GIVING YOU A BACK MASSAGE. Because he's a fucking robot.

I drank it all.

Ffffffffffffffffffffff

[caffeineshots]

ASSHOLE. So? He's a cool robot.

Die.