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[hadhafang33]

Well, after a night that really should've been aborted when the bus failed to arrive and we were forced to pile into a taxi with an unknown young man who was also waiting at the stop with us, I'm well and truly fired from the sky and beyond reconcillianont naonasofansn oh arse where's my typing hands, RECONCILIATION where St A's nightlift is

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[bennybunny]

You take a lovely photo. And look, the skirt! Hurrah.

Happy new year, Rach. Don't get into any mischief in your dreams that you can't find alibis for by dawn x

[People really shouldn't throw up pre watershed, but if you're going to do it, Tesco is as good as place as any, there never IS enough cheese in my cheese straw, the fuckers. And my five pound trousers barely lasted five years. If I had slightly longer hair, I would swish it in disgust]

[hadhafang33]

Danke, liebling :) And don't worry; whatever mischief I get upto in my dreams, stays safely parcelled away in my benighted head within many catacombs of mentality, with no hope of seeing dawn's breathless light. It might disturb that Space/Time continuum thingummy, otherwise.
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[bennybunny]

I wanted to reply chicly with two eyes and just the message 'to match the invisible skirt' but sadly, Apple and Samsung are mortal enemies, and I have as yet failed to bluetooth between the two. I will try again tomorrow.

I love the word catacombs, and honeycombs. You write very poetically in your replies, for some reason I become quite humble in these messages. It didn't used to be this way. One too many chocolate liqueurs I suspect, soon I'll be as literate as a Guardian journalist with the auto spell checker switched off.

[hadhafang33]

You stand behind GIF and wordplay; I hold in my hands poetry and imagery, as my armoury. My dear, we stand as equals, nose to nose ;)

Please do try tomorrow.

[violetnancyboy]

Sounds like the perfect way to bring in the new year to me,