All right

[xp_roulette]

Too much angst!

I declare a dance party. Sorry Mr. Marko, but this stereo's going to 11 until we feel better.

Edit: Okay, we are officially a pantsless dance party.

Comments

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

Exactly!

[x-wither.livejournal.com]

Maybe.

It's too bad I missed you as a dog. I might have liked you better.

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

okay, now you're just asking for an ass-kicking

[x-wither.livejournal.com]

I have a habit of doing that sometimes.

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

Seriously. I am sending Angel with a broom.

[x-wither.livejournal.com]

Jennie, why do you gotta go all Italian grandma on me?

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

Because you insist on being a naughty little boy

[x-wither.livejournal.com]

You say it like that and I half expect you to show up in naughty schoolteacher attire to threaten to spank me.

That was not an invitation.

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

someone's repressing /singsong

[x-wither.livejournal.com]

What am I repressing exactly?

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

nooooooooo comment

[x-wither.livejournal.com]

cop out.