The Bluth Yacht, late Sunday night

[bluth_illusions]

After leaving the bar, GOB walked past the abandoned Fourth Sin on his way to the yacht. Michael had been right. He had probably never been as... successful in life as he had been when there was still somebody living there that he actually cared about. Maybe it was a coincidence that he had gotten everything else in his life together then and that

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[solo_sword]

[COME BACK, GOB!]

[bluth_illusions]

COME ON!

[just_add_starch]

[I MISS YOU ALREADY!]

[bluth_illusions]

*salutes*

[willbedone]

[*CLINGS TO GOB* NO! DUN LEAVE!!!!]

[lesssexthanmiho]

*sighs at you from hell, omg*

[joanna_stayton]

"Now my yacht is the truly the largest at the docks! A-hahahahaha!"