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?

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Fricky frick? Spucket!

[[ooc: Loss started!]]

Comments

[girly-laps.livejournal.com]

Oh ew, that's totally gross.

I mean shimptwizzels who the frick thinks about exploding ghost babies?

[Pause]

Okay this is getting fricken OOOOOLD, Castle.

[apocashrriipp.livejournal.com]

Only thing worse would be if it was somethin' that coulda laid eggs instead...

[She shudders]

...wait...what the hell's a shimptwizzel?

[girly-laps.livejournal.com]

...Ewwwww. I just got uninfected, too.

It's a stupid fricken loss I can't talluhbob swear anymore!

[apocashrriipp.livejournal.com]

[This is a great distraction for her. The journal is handy, giving her a means to eavesdrop on others while not actually having to leave her room.]

[...Maybe she should ask for more beer...Beer helps.]

...Yo' can't swear?

OhmylawdAh'msoooosorry!

[She sounds genuinely horrified. Safe to say, Paige relishes her cussing]

What about hand gestures? Can yo' do them?

[girly-laps.livejournal.com]

[Beer is the best thing ever]

Give me a sec.

[Long pause]

FRICK!!!

[apocashrriipp.livejournal.com]

[There is the sound of a bottle being opened and though it can't be seen, she's shucked off a layer of her skin on her thumb, forming a short, metal bottle opener.]

Oh. Honey, that ain't good. But Ah gotta say, Ah'm dyin' to know what happens when ya try...

[Okay, so she's a little bit sadistic like that...]

Ah take it yo' can't write 'em, either.

[girly-laps.livejournal.com]

[And now this is written]

Fricken frick on a stick.

[apocashrriipp.livejournal.com]

[Paige laughs a little, she can't help it. It IS hilarious.]

Well, shit, darlin'. Sounds like this place didn't think yo' were pg-13 enough for it.

Yo' have my deepest sympathies!

[girly-laps.livejournal.com]

This castle sucks.

[apocashrriipp.livejournal.com]

Hah.

It could be worse, Darlin'. Yo' know what works for me?

Kickin' somethin's ass. Works the temper and the body.

[girly-laps.livejournal.com]

I dunno, that sounds like a lot of fricken' work.

[apocashrriipp.livejournal.com]

Moreso than havin' an aneurysm every time yo' try to say 'fuck'?

Or 'shit'?

Or even...What's that word? Yo' know, the real bad one...Starts with 'c'...

[Okay. So she is a little bit mean.]

[girly-laps.livejournal.com]

CUPSICLE!

... [So evil, Paige, so evil]

FRICK!

[apocashrriipp.livejournal.com]

Aaaaaaaaahahaha--whoaFU--!!

Whack!

[From the floor now. Her bottle rolls away. Damnit.]

Ah think ah might like yo', Honey.

[Funny, considering how much she's just laughed at her.]

[girly-laps.livejournal.com]

[That's cool, it's the sort of friendship Sister knows best]

Sweet! We should totally go to the lobby sometime and laugh at the dorks and losers.

[apocashrriipp.livejournal.com]

[Paige tilts her head at the journal, considering it.]

Well, it'd sure beat kickin' the crap outta them.

Sounds relaxin'!

[lolwut, Paige?]

[girly-laps.livejournal.com]

It's, like, the BEST fun.