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[maleficentia]

"Prank War"?

Some of us have real problems. And jobs, for that matter.

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[bonesandbottles]

Yeah, and this can't be good for peace, love and harmony between tales.

[maleficentia]

---That too. What were they thinking?

[bonesandbottles]

Clearly not as socially responsible as us.

[maleficentia]

Or at least, not as subtle.

[swannish]

How does a prank war constitute a problem, real or imaginary?

Warfare aside, the dorms should be avoided at all costs on April Fools. If I see one more Saran-wrapped toilet, (like you don't check when idiots inhabit the same premises) it'll be way too soon.

[maleficentia]

The chaos said war incurred, it would seem, has caused a number of unnecessary problems.

Thank you so terribly much for that. I always enjoy advice I'll never have occasion to use.

[swannish]

If there's nothing new to gripe about, those inclined to complain will just re-hash the old stuff. At least it gives them material?

Oh I just live to be a useless font of information. It's my chief ambition, along with 'high class call girl' and 'astronaut'.

[maleficentia]

And yet, it is my dearest hope that one day they will all run out of material.

Best attend your studies, then. A proper university education will give you the qualifications for all three.

[motherhulda]

[maleficentia]

Yes. Terribly. Root canals and flagellation, &c. O save me and my curmudgeonly soul.

[motherhulda]

[maleficentia]

I can always spare a few sentences in the evening for the improvement of my community.

[gold_i_locks]

You forget that half of the idiots who write in this thing have the maturity of a three-year-old.

[maleficentia]

Shhh, we don't want to offend them.

[gold_i_locks]

Of course we do. What fun would it be if we didn't?

[maleficentia]

---haven't I infuriated you on multiple occasions? "What the hell is your problem," &c. &c.

Although, if we're forgiving and forgetting now, by all means...

[invisibyron]

And the idea of an open-ended prank war is so vulgar, really.

[maleficentia]

Yes. And then there's the issue of appointments to be considered.

--Oh, I was hoping to disappear to the Northwest for times unknown. What's that? My door has been stolen? &c.--

This sort of coarse vernacular is just tiresome, after a while.