Twenty Sixth Shot

[girly-laps.livejournal.com]

Holy cramwhistle, did you guys see that fricken ghost baby? It fricken exploded all over me like sparkledust out of a guy's pee-pee.

[...Wait. That came out wrong]

What the frick?

...

NO SERIOUSLY, WHAT THE FICKEN FRICK IS FRICKETY FRICKEN GOING ON FRICKEN HERE?

...

Fricky frick? Spucket!

[[ooc: Loss started!]]

Comments

[luckyvalentine.livejournal.com]

...Did I somehow turn on a censor filter for this thing?

[shakes the journal]

[girly-laps.livejournal.com]

[Muffled whimpering] I can't make it stooooooop.

[luckyvalentine.livejournal.com]

What do you mean?

[girly-laps.livejournal.com]

I's a fricken loss!!!

[luckyvalentine.livejournal.com]

...This is a loss?

[at first, there is surprise and a little bit of horror. How mean, castle! But then... it just gets funnier and funnier]

Wow, you must be kind of annoyed.

[please, Sister. Tell us how annoyed you are.]

[girly-laps.livejournal.com]

I want to fricking shoot it in the diddlypink!

[luckyvalentine.livejournal.com]

Oh, in the diddlypink? That sounds harsh.

[girly-laps.livejournal.com]

IT'D FRICKEN KNOCK IT AND KILL IT TILL IT WAS BUMPKING DEAD!

[luckyvalentine.livejournal.com]

What about writing? Have you tried writing?

[...then, kind of has to wonder if Sister CAN write]

[girly-laps.livejournal.com]

[Yes, she can. Only just]

FRIIIIIIIIIICK

[luckyvalentine.livejournal.com]

[sorry, she's laughing now]

[girly-laps.livejournal.com]

[More screaming and non-swearing is going to go on in the background

WHY GOD WHYYYY?]