And The Clocks Were Striking Thirteen (_redpanda_) wrote in metaquotes,
And The Clocks Were Striking Thirteen

ereshkigal: Just face it, rann, everything's your fault now. XD

rann: Apparently. *sighs* Well, if it's my fault, I'd better get to work fixing it. *pushes up sleeves* Better tackle that whole "racial tension" thing first...
Okay, first thing to do, knock out Chris Rock and lock him in a closet.
*clonk, shuff shuff shuff*
Next step, kill the KKK.
(AK-47, for when you absolutely, positively have to kill every motherfucker in the room.)
Next step, peace in the middle east...
... Aw, fuck...
This may take awhile. I'mma need a large pizza, some hot pockets, and a steady supply of dnL, stat.

elfy: I can supply ya the pizza - any requests for topping?

rann: Pepperoni. Italian sausage. Naked women.

elfy: Can do the pepperoni and naked women. For the Italian sausage? you're on your own there...

rann: Ah well. I'll get by, somehow...

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