Where hipsters go to die

[wonderbreadwop]

We're moving to Clintonville.

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[backuplj]

BAHAHAHA!!1

What are you doing Friday night?

[wonderbreadwop]

Hanging out with you... why?

[backuplj]

Just wondering!

[wonderbreadwop]

What time do you want to get together?

[crushinator]

IN YOUR FACE, HIPPIE!

[wonderbreadwop]

Now I can stop by your house all the time and tell you all about my wacky get-rich-quick schemes.

[crushinator]

please do. I'll regale you with long, excruciatingly detailed stories about how I chose which grout to use in the bathroom. Still... I guess that would be slightly better than the old days when I would share similar stories about how I chose which broadsword is best for slaying dire orcs. *snorts nerdily*

[wonderbreadwop]

Uh... we can't both be the annoying neighbor. That would upset the golden sitcom ratio.

[wonderbreadwop]

Is there no eternal life option?

[sacharine]

Dublin offers you eternal life. :)

[prettyvacantone]

Yayy! Congrats!