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Monday 31 October 2011

-Spencer- Okay. Alright. Let's get something clear here.


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ALL OF YOU SHUT UP OR YOU CAN FOLLOW STEELE RIGHT OUT OF THE HOUSE.

Grov, you're a disgusting little piece of Todd and it's taking every fibre of my being not to march up where you are and rip you right out of him and then KILL YOU SLOWLY. You WILL control yourself, you WILL //STOP// being a pain in the ass, and you WILL leave Todd and my other couriers ALONE.

Steele, you're being a cuntnugget, plain and simple. Take your butthurt elsewhere, go get high and have sex or something.  Because you know what I'm doing while you sit in a hotel room and take digs? FRANTICALLY CALLING EVERY DOCTOR I KNOW SO AMANDA CAN WALK AGAIN.

August, how DARE you go "oh guys be nice to each other!"? NO. Leon left. He has that right. But we have bigger issues right now. Even if you're taking care of Amanda, you freaking out while waiting for phone calls is NOT HELPING.

Now if you're all done freaking out and digging at each other and feeding the trolls now, we've got to focus on our TEAM MEMBER. YEAH, REMEMBER HER?

That's final.   

SHOW'S OVER.

11 comments:

  1. Oh my god you can TYPE CERTAIN PARTS OF YOUR COMMENTS IN CAPS.

    You're a fucking coward and a liar. If you could have done anything you would have done it by now. Fucking come up here and shut me up if you think you can.

    You're all bark and no bite. Excuse me for being cliche.

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  2. Hallo Spencer, didn't see you come in there. Where've you been hiding. Because that other guy? Certainly not Fitz.

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  3. YOU. FUCK. RIGHT. OFF.
    KNOCK KNOCK YOU ASSHOLE.

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  4. Oh, so now you're being a decent person again, Spence? Where was that concern a couple months ago? You're concerned about your team only when someone calls you out on it, you slimy little fuck.

    I wonder if this token effort will make up for the innocents you murdered. How many were there again, this time around? Five? Six?

    Wow, that's almost as many people as you're living with at the moment.

    Call me a cunt again, Spence. Go on. Do it. Call me a cunt for evicting myself from your premises. Seems a little petty in the face of everything else, don't you think?

    Grov, I think we got off on the wrong foot. So to speak. (That foot still itches at night, by the way.) It's nice to know there's still a few sane people in that house.

    God, I'm calling the murderous dissociative personality 'sane'. That's it, no more responses from me. Have fun with your team, Spence, I'll have none of it.

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  5. Good then, as they say, get the FUCK out; or rather, get the fuck off my blog.

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  6. Hahaha More drama than Days of Our Lives!

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  7. fEeD tHe TrOlLs YoU sAy WhAt'S tHaT, mOtHeRfUcKeR?

    DiD sOmEtHiNg HaPpEn Of WhIcH rIdDlEs Is UnAwArE?
    mOtHeRfUcKeRs? DaNcE mY mOtHeRfUcKiNg PuPpEtS, dAnCe!

    dHJvbG9sb2xvbG9sb2xvbG9sb2xvbG9sb2xvISEhISEhISEh

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  8. Always freaking Halloween. I swear. This time of year is such a goddamn hassle.

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  9. ...

    you people are retarded.

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  10. Intermission. The show goes on.

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