Oh, gods...why me?

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Callynanaders are fun, she says.

You should hang out with them, she says.

Oh look, Callynanders are throwing a Triad Night. You should go, she says.

Have some ambrosia, it's relaxing, she says.

Strip Triad? It'll be fun, she says.

So now I'm drunk, I'm naked, gremlins have stolen my clothes and I've passed out on Crichton's couch.

If I can ever figure out how to get to her, she is so very, very, dead.

Comments

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

I should point out here that it was a perfectly innocent game of Triad until your boyfriend suggested the stripping. *Nods*

[can_be_more]

Oh, I'm aware. And the Tick can vouch for my mun sitting at the computer, *facepalm*ing and muttering "Oh my god" while reading that whole thing.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

*is not giggling hysterically*

[bugofjustice.livejournal.com]

*vouches*

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

You know you laughed! Especially at the naked skipping!

[can_be_more]

I don't deny it! I just didn't mention it with the *facepalm*ing and the "Oh my god!"ing!