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[onlyoneof]

[SHOOTING LINCOLN IN THE FACE.

I mean.

This post is for journal threads]

Comments

[skepticalities]

Maybe not.

[onlyoneof]

One. My life is very hard. And two, please don't let me get drunk over this.

[skepticalities]

Nooooooo. No. We'll— we'll figure something out, Peter.

[onlyoneof]

It's fine... I know it's hard to believe, but I've been through worse.

[skepticalities]

You're not alone in this.

[onlyoneof]

I know. I have my fake boyfriend.

[skepticalities]

For your information, I am an excellent fake boyfriend.

[onlyoneof]

I am much better than you at the fake boyfriend business.

[skepticalities]

No, you're just mean.

[onlyoneof]

Breakfast in bed, how is that mean?

[skepticalities]

I was thinking more of the "stringing people along in the most over the top manner possible" bit from yesterday. Breakfast was nice, though.

[onlyoneof]

You're just jealous because I'm so good at it.

[skepticalities]

I don't think "jealous" is the right word.

[onlyoneof]

Isn't it?

[skepticalities]

Not really.

[onlyoneof]

What's the right word?

[skepticalities]

Dumbfounded?

[onlyoneof]

[pfffft]

Dazzled? Do I dazzle you?

[skepticalities]

[THAT IS A PILLOW BEING HURLED IN HIS DIRECTION, yes.]

[onlyoneof]

[catches it, cracking up]

Hahaha, that wasn't your line!

[skepticalities]

You're only proving my point.

[onlyoneof]

You recognized it. What's your excuse?

[skepticalities]

Babysitting.

[onlyoneof]

Okay, that's better than mine.

[skepticalities]

Oh yeah?