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[wankersometimes]

You.  Go away.

I mean it.  Get out of the beach house.  You've been moping and grumping around for weeks now.  Go pester somebody else.

Take these idiots with you.

Out.

As for you, what the hell was all that about?

Everybody else, that was some of the worst poetry I've ever heard, and I've had to put up with some seriously shitty poetry in my life.

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[coyote_walking]

Thank heavens!

[wankersometimes]

Yeah, the git really knows how to moan about the house, doesn't he.

[coyote_walking]

They just need to get back to normal. All three of them.

Before the rest of us have nervous breakdowns.

[wankersometimes]

Not sure about your boy, but those others were never normal to begin with.

Have to be a nutter to work for Torchwood, I'm sure it's in the contract somewhere.

[cry_reaper]

I don't know what it was, I was just walking and then I was bleeding you insensitive corpse. Hurt, too.

[wankersometimes]

People don't just start bleeding for no reason, unless you're got some special brand of hemophilia going on.

[cry_reaper]

I don't know.

Someone said something about magic and someone being possessed, but I was medicated and don't remember it well.

[wankersometimes]

Magic. Right.

[king_coffee]

I've a lot of filing to do.

[wankersometimes]

OUT.

[king_coffee]

Wait, you're serious.

[wankersometimes]

Catch a clue, Ianto.

Go outside and play, and stop bloody lurking.

[worksmart]

A certain young man from Bombay
Caught the slow boat to China one day.
He was pinned to the tiller
By a sex-starved gorilla -
And China's a bloody long way.

[wankersometimes]

You don't even have the excuse of a curse, you twat.

[worksmart]

That one's a classic.

[wankersometimes]

Limericks are pointless unless they're the dirty kind.