Not right

[blind_shot]

Jack is right. The Cat is hideous.

Humping Jesus Christ- it's ugly.

[[ooc: Sands never went to Mexico. So his eyes are just where he left them. He remembers everything the way it was though and knows perfectly well that by the end of this day he'll be blind and mutilated.]]

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[reaping_havoc]

But ugly cats need love too.

[blind_shot]

He said the cat was ugly but... what happened to it's face???

... What are you, like ten? Why does no one tell me these things?

[reaping_havoc]

It's got an eye infection? It's a persian, you'd said.

...Heh. I'm nineteen. Way off there, Sands, you lose.

[blind_shot]

Yeah. I took him to someone my first time in the city and got medicine but I had no idea what a trainwreck it was.
Poor little monster.

I had to deal with that too. Looking a lot younger for my age.

[browning_baby]

Got an ugly pussy, Sands?

[blind_shot]

Not anymore. She got married off.

[browning_baby]

Ha.

And here I was going to tell you to stroke it so it would feel better. Take a girl's fun away, you ass.

[blind_shot]

So, what? This is it? We tease each other back and forth without saying anything else until one of us apologizes?
Or can we both be men about this and pretend it never happened?

Because I'm in a swell mood. I'm willing to let it all go with a few ground rules.

[ohrosalita]

...

[blind_shot]

Prom dress?

[ohrosalita]

Twelve.

[blind_shot]

Just making sure it was you. God forbid I be labeled a pedophile in your eyes for the rest of my life.
I was fifteen. You were damn cute.

[offthepigs]

So throw his wretched ass out?

[blind_shot]

It's wretched ass is keeping the ticking away. What am I to do, replace it with a roommate? They'll chew through the leather straps eventually.
And want things.

[offthepigs]

Your choice, man. But I suppose it can't be any fuck-uglier than my neighbor's cat.

[written_rancor]

Poor cat.

[blind_shot]

Figures.

I finally see why I hate you so much.
I'm fucking surrounded. Look- there are two too many people commenting in this journal that look like me. You are one of them.

[written_rancor]

...Oh. You. The latchkey kid.

"One of them?" Are you still feeling delusional or something?

[blind_shot]

Apparently. But yours seem better.