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Dec 07, 2006 23:43

To the wiseass who thinks it's a good idea to stitch mistletoe on the front of my pants:

...look. Not saying I don't appreciate your sense of humor, yeah? Shit, I'd do it to Ryuuken's too if I could set foot in his room without getting caught, bastard's hypersensitive y'see. You and me, we could understand each other. We could! Not one goddamn doubt in my mind!

Absolute last thing my crotch needs is a gravitational pull.

Just. Fuck. It's winter. I'm not going around without my pants, just ain't a good thing to do, you don't want me to do it, and I'm not going to be responsible for anything. Anything. That happens. As a result. Of this. Been pretty damn good about getting the plants off my pants but I'll get sick of it eventually, now where's that put people?

In very. Compromising. Positions.

No means no.

...anyway, speaking of the good doctor, not too sure but I think I owe him a beating! Step right up and get your due, guy!

Aaaand as for the new kids!

Name's Madarame Ikkaku, Third Seat of Soul Society's esteemed Eleventh Division. Kicking more ass in a working hour than most of you will in your entire lives.

Charmed.
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