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[fuckitybye]

[Malcolm's been awake for the last few hours and doing nothing but reading through all the postings he's missed while in his hiatus coma. Colour him gobsmacked.]

Right.

So, this sort of thing happen often around here? Go for a quick lie-down and wake up a fucking week later?

...

Glad to see you fucks made it back from the Bank Holiday of the Living Dead, anyhow. Really fucking glad I missed out on it too

ADDED LATER: [Private to the Baroness]
Hey, look, I'm sorry I stood you up, yeah? I didn't expect I was going to fall into a fucking coma before meeting you.


[OOC: And with this, I am officially back from hiatus. Hello to all the new folks who arrived while I was away!]

Comments

[cantblameagirl]

A warden! Thought I really must say, there's a good deal the Admiral left out when we made our little deal...such as the Bank Holiday you just missed.

[fuckitybye]

Typical of the close-mouthed tit. I'd say it doesn't get any fucking worse than that, but that'd be a big fat fucking lie.

[cantblameagirl]

So I've heard.

[fuckitybye]

Well then, you don't need me to tell you to fucking brace yourself.

[cantblameagirl]

No, I guess not.