031. Diagnosis

[vicodincrutch]

I can't tell you how disappointed I am at this moment that there is not enough traffic for you all to play in. Maybe some other time.

Lupus. Right. Ha ha. It isn't lupus. You got it. Affirmative.

Moving on.

A shiny, shiny coin goes to the tourist who makes Emmett cry.

Comments

[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

For the whole ego massage.

You've got too much tact to be a prostitute, or college tuition these days is way too out of hand.

[myxginxblossoms.livejournal.com]

Oh! No, no, I honestly just wanted to say hello.

...But college is expensive to the point of obscenity. ._.

[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

Hello.

Get me a coffee. No cream, no sugar.

[myxginxblossoms.livejournal.com]

Hello! It really is a pleasure to meet you, even when you try and make it otherwise.

Do you you have preferences as far as the bean goes?

[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

Your name isn't "Hello, I love you."

Delicious and not Starbucks.

[myxginxblossoms.livejournal.com]

No--I'm not that big a Morrison fan. I'm AR.

Well, I'll gladly do the latter, but I don't drink coffee, so I'm not sure what constitutes delicious. I'll try my best, though!

[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

Oh. You're a pirate.

There's a good soldier.