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fuckitybye ([personal profile] fuckitybye) wrote2010-03-31 10:11 am
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Hey, Wright-Patterson Air Force Base. Am I correct in understanding that I need to go through you if I need something from the Lord High Admiral or whatever?
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[identity profile] gutsofaguppy.livejournal.com 2010-04-01 01:53 am (UTC)(link)
I think so. ...why? Do you need something?

Oh, um. Claire? I think, is her name. Wanted to talk to you-- and me. At once. I don't know what about. Do you?
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[personal profile] fuckitybye 2010-04-01 02:36 am (UTC)(link)
Any chance you can get a nice chocolate Easter egg for Neil Howie? With my compliments for the season. And I could also use a fucking bottle of Febreze. Unless the fucking Lusitania has a dry-cleaners.

Claire? Lovely girl; had a chat with her after I got bit by that fucking vampire. Wants to talk to us, eh? Suppose there's nothing wrong with that.

[identity profile] gutsofaguppy.livejournal.com 2010-04-01 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
Er, sure, I can do that. What happened?

I got bit too.. wasn't my best moment. Um. Right. I'll set that up then, too.
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[personal profile] fuckitybye 2010-04-01 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
Nothing fucking happened; I just had a little chat with Howie and I thought he could use some Easter cheer. And I work in the fucking kitchen and I don't fancy smelling like onions.

Good man. She say there was any specific shit she wanted to discuss?

[identity profile] gutsofaguppy.livejournal.com 2010-04-01 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
No.. not really. Or yet, anyway. Guess we'll find out.
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