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[hangmanhelper]

hey so what the fuck guys

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[naboo_thats_who]

Oh my GOD. Stop eating that! What's wrong with you?

[hangmanhelper]

yeah okay I stopped, it was fucking awful.

Don't yell at me man, I just got out of hospital. Well okay actually it was a few weeks ago, where did my time go??

[naboo_thats_who]

There was a race of aliens that toyed with our minds. I think that purple mess is the remains of yours.

[hangmanhelper]

Dude, it's like I know the words, but that sentence could be in fucking French.

I think you watch too many movies.

[bad_hangman]

That's where you've been all this time? With your face under a dog's arse? How... expected.

Meanwhile I've been hanging all and sundry, doing the paperwork and running the Moll. I suggest you get over to the Club this afternoon. And pack for a trip. We're both flying to Malaysia to hang a trio of murderers tonight. You're my assistant, so assist.

[hangmanhelper]

It's that cult he was all tied up in, yeah, it fucked around with his mind. I should go round their tents and sit on their faces, see how they like it!

Malaysia? Is that South America? cos one of my sisters sent me a postcard and maybe I could go back for a coupla days. Hey, you could come with me!

I thought you got promoted to President of the fucking world?

(matt what is a moll though)

[bad_hangman]

Good God, man. I've got a splitting headache and a churning stomach. Don't make me visualise you sitting on anyone's face.

And no, it's not in South America you prick. Although it's certainly possible that you've got a sister there, too.

Just get around here so I can hit you around a head with a dictionary.

[hangmanhelper]

not like that. That's all you think about, man. You should give back some of my girls.

I don't need to get smacked upside the head, I've already got some bruises of my own. Plus half my face went black after SK IV cut off the air to my- I don't know, but the nurse that was explainin it had massive tits.

That purple shit's awful. I've just hurled on my shirt.

[nicey_nicey]

Uh... what?

[hangmanhelper]

Are you retarded or something? Can't you read?

[nicey_nicey]

Not when the things bein written down don't make sense! I may not be too good at readin, but you're even worse at writin!

[hangmanhelper]

WHAT THE HELL

okay my DOG okay fucking TRIED TO KILL ME. and then there was this crazy sex party at my club, like people shitting in each other's mouths and sticking their dicks in pies, yeah?

and then I WOKE UP.

The fuck's wrong with your hair?

[suga_rape]

remind me what happened to him.

life? it's magic.

[bad_hangman]

Wales or some bullshit like that.

Magic, you say? And the little Miss?

Look, I've sent you a message. Answer, if you can.

[suga_rape]

been a while, yeah. quite like to catch up with ol' dixon.

away with mother, still. some baby spa. haven't had much time with her.

have.

[hangmanhelper]

hey jon! long time no see!

Remind you what happened to who? the dog? I threw him out a window by his ass. Kinda sad, really, all starin down at his crumpled little body in the gutter. I got dizzy and hit my head off the windowsill, but I think that was from bleeding into my jockstrap.

You and Matt still uh, huh. You know. Sucking on each other's lollipops?