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Chapter 2
grace_poppy wrote in bolitho_and_i
I have some extremely distressing news.

I don't wanna hear it.  I don't wanna hear anything.

We've just run out of wine.  What are we going to do about it?

I don't know.  I don't know.  I don't feel good.

I think I've overdosed.  My heart's beating like a broken chronometer.  My chest has gone weird!!! 

I feel dreadful, I feel bloody dreadful!

So do I.  So does everybody. 

Look at my hair.  This damp air is making it frizzy.

Sit down, for pity's sake.  What's the matter with you?  Eat a biscuit.

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*offers them a (possibly) weevil-infested hardtack*

I'm sure Mr. Bush will really appreciate that. I think that's exactly what he needs.

*falls off chair laughing...again*

My comments are probably going to get rather repetitive here, because I'm sure every chapter is going to make me laugh until I fall over. ;)

Hee! Maybe you should start by sitting on the floor. And eat a biscuit.

*snerk* Yeah, maybe I should do that. Though I'm not sure about the biscuit...

*offers cushion*

I PM'd you at StC...

Edited at 2009-10-31 09:36 pm (UTC)

Thanks muchly! :)

*scampers off to check inbox*

Stop it, you're hurting me! XD XD

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