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[theweaselking]

Attention, foolish drunken meat-things what wander into traffic:

I like my car more than I hate you, so I *will* move to miss you. This is a very close distinction, however, and not only will I not put *too* much effort into avoiding you, it should not be considered reliable at any given moment that I will *continue* to hate you less than I like my car.

In words you may hold a modicum of hope of understanding, GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY WAY.

That is all.

Comments

[rimrunner.livejournal.com]

It's like a preview of what I'll have to look forward to on Monday.

Ah, national holidays. An excuse to blow shit up and get rip-roaringly drunk.

[dolston.livejournal.com]

Needed someone to lean out the window to swing a crowbar.

[waterspyder.livejournal.com]

Just remember if you grab them, and not just hit them with a blunt object, you could have to register as a sex offender.

Marinated monkey meat

[frith]

Ah. The deer been pulling fermented apples out of the trash again? -_^

There was a young girl from Clyde
Who ate green apples and died!
And inside the lamented
The green apples fermented
And formed cider inside 'er insides!

[toku666.livejournal.com]

MOVE, BITCH!!!

Also: You are the proud owner of a Do Unto Others set, and most of a starter box of Ashes to Ashes and most of a starter box of Reaping of Souls.

That was basically the best deal I could get, and I kept one of each Outfit for myself from the starter boxes and modified the receipt accordingly. I'll let you know the damage once I find out if Jacob bought you anything.

[theweaselking.livejournal.com]

You totally fuckin' rule.