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Aw, I miss the big lug. What's going down in Chicago? Do I want to know? Oh, how sad for me. That's funny, V. No, I hadda go see a guy about some things...and you know how these things go... And I lost track of time. Rio was lovely, though. Very colorful.
All I heard was he was stopping by Uncle Trey's while he's up there, so yeah, you probably don't want to know. I'm sure they'll be excited to hear about your miraculous recovery. Which they better hear about soon, because I'm sick of fielding their calls. Hint hint. Nudge nudge. Some things? Right. Damn those things. Rio, now? How the hell did your scrawny ass end up down there? Obviously your pimp is being rather generous these days.
Oh fun. Maybe I'll give them a call. Maybe after Mom and Dad. Or before. I dunno, it just kind of happened. I was at this party, see. And it kind of kept going. It's not that far. Only a sea, not even a full ocean or anything. It didn't feel far at all, and then I was gone for like a month, maybe. It's still June, right?
Yep. Call Mom and Dad first, because if I have to listen to Mom's home remedies anymore... I'm going to kill something. It's June 25th, so yeah, it's still June. Just barely. I hope you had fun, because there is a sinkful of dishes that need to be done! Welcome home, little sister!
You can kill whatever's scratching at the wall. It's really annoying me. Yeah, okay. They might get done before July. Maybe. But maybe not definitely.
There's nothing scratching at the wall, you're just losing your mind. Tell me how that goes, yes? I can hardly wait to actually see this get accomplished, though I'm not getting my hopes up too far. |