digital_opium | You know...

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None of it will matter and no one will remember anyway...

...when the brain tumor gets me.

At least that's what I tell myself.

well, now that i have a brain tumor, i'm going to die here in thousand needles. it's a nasty dot.

Nuuuuuuu. No dying. Take your african throat herpes back, I'll take the brain tumor back and we'll call it square.

sorry sweetie, swap bodily fluids with me, and you're bound to get them.

Oh fine. But I get to pick the fluids.

elaborate.

*shocked*

I never elaborate in public!

yes, and your epidermis is showing, big deal.

:X

You, sir, are no gentleman, that you'd mention such a thing.

i never said i was a gentleman. here comes the nyquil starting to hit me.

*purr*

Now it gets interesting.

... unless you were talking about going to bed.

Hmm. That didn't come out right.

i'm easily taken advantage of on my nyquil. but i'm also easily sleepy.

This is not a combination that leads to me winning. /sulk

unfortunately, i'm too sickly to play any games. i am susceptible to being amused though. ahem.

Poor baby boy. Sick and sleepy. :(

... Aren't I amusing you yet?

not exactly the kind of amusing that i was speaking of.

*grins*

No, I suppose not.