Any comments regarding my characterization or questions/comments for me, the mun, in general go here ( Read more... )

[The entry starts with a couple tentative dots as well as scratched out lines. Then the following writing is rather hasty.]

Whatever. I'm just gonna ask this straight out.

If I said I might be a little late for work, how accurate would that be?

Castor, meet me at the shop this afternoon. You too, New Guy. None of this 'mother fucking pussy bullshit'. We get it. Shut the fuck up and come down here anyway ( Read more... )

Butcher's is closed until further noticed.

[There's a dot of ink, growing very faintly like he's resting his pen while thinking of something else to write, but then it just stops.]

Oh sweet sweet assgroove. Let us never part again.

Hey, Moon, how long did you end up in a small world after all? Hahaha.

HAPPIEST PLACE ON EARTH, MY ASS!

The girl with blond hats and tows to them has lost

She contributes I pray to find hats blond and she tows to them

[He gives up and decides to draw instead:]


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Lost, I'm starting to suspect your "directional impairment" is just a clever excuse to skimp out of work. That shit should not have taken you more than ten minutes, much less a couple hours ( Read more... )

For once, I don't need a cigarette.

And that ain't even the weird part.

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These things are amazing.

I will never get sick of Ode to thee, Tobacco Leaf.