Blue days, Black nights.

Sep 17, 2007 23:08

     I walked casually into the sub base.  I was a mess and there was no denying it.  Small droplets of blood were scattered haphazardly across my camouflage shirt, cargo pants and jacket.  Not to mention, I could paint a shower stall brown with the amount of jungle mud that covered nearly every inch of my exposed skin.

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riohime October 9 2007, 14:16:40 UTC
I walked casually into the sub base. I was a mess and there was no denying it. Small droplets of blood were scattered haphazardly across my camouflage shirt, cargo pants and jacket. Not to mention, I could paint a shower stall brown with the amount of jungle mud that covered nearly every inch of my exposed skin.

*dies of fangasm* Awesome. Still freaking awesome. *runs of to reread the other for the nth time*

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bluwoobelle October 9 2007, 15:23:35 UTC
You're the greatest. Your comments make me so happy.

And I always support the use of the word "fangasm". Haha. Thanks for cheering me up on such a craptastic day.

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riohime October 9 2007, 18:55:02 UTC
Craptastic days are mean and rampant and must be stopped with RANDOMPRON Happy Happy Times.

>.<

The word Fangasm will become notorious in the news one day... when a fangirl ACTUALLY dies from one. Bwahaha, that will be an interesting story.

Sad, but interesting ^.^'

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