Another night of madcap mayhem under my belt.

[fredericks]

Elephant. Wow. Pretty and brutal. Pretty brutal. Wow.

In conclusion: SPOON!

No, I have no idea why I'm up either. Or why I posted this.

Comments

[fredericks.livejournal.com]

Pul-leeze! You don't talk to me, don't send me flowers anymore, don't come see your kids, and you're going to tell me I don't love YOU???

Dude! Text me if you're online and bored. What, am I supposed to read your mind? If I'm up I'll so be there. Texts are like my Batsignal. Or my Wiana signal. Or whateverthefuck.

[deathmonkey06.livejournal.com]

Hey, I told you that I don't have time right now for the kids! When I find the time, I will come see them.

I...never remember that texting is an option. I so rarely log into LJ anymore...But not that I have expressed permission, I'mma text you like a summ'bitch!

Wow. That was the most Southern sentence ever.