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[postits]

I Died In My Canon:
a support group and social club for those who should by all means be dead, but are stuck here instead.

I'll be leading the meetings. Every other Wednesday at the waffle house. Come for the food, stay for the talk of mortal wounds that should have killed you. And the food.

Have to do something with my time and help keep you kids in line. Grim reapers just aren't as useful in Babylon as one would imagine.

Comments

[magicbone]

hey can I bring my friend who killed me

[postits]

Did he die too?

[magicbone]

NO HE DID NOT

[postits]

Then I'm afraid he can't come. Tell him to start a club for characters who just happen to also be killers if he's looking for somewhere to be.

[magicbone]

yeah okay totally will do that yeah. thaaaaaanks aslkfjs see you there

[robotsexual.livejournal.com]

Dude are you drunk? Are you getting drunk alone in your room?

[magicbone]

um no

[postits]

Mr. Mears, if I recall correctly, I expect to see you at the meeting as well.

[robotsexual.livejournal.com]

Sure, old man, but I'm outta there the second someone starts crying into their waffles.

[ex_wells219]

wtb.

[magicbone]

the old guy said you can start your own club

[ex_wells219]

Yeah, I saw. I don't wanna.

[magicbone]

hey Warren can be in both!!!

[ex_wells219]

Very astute, jerkface.

[magicbone]

ignroing you

[ex_wells219]

You just asked if I could come to a club for dead people ok!!

[postits]

For the love of fuck, kids. Move your spats elsewhere.

[ex_wells219]

Like everyone doesn't read them anyway..

[ex_wells219]

Uhhh undead people, sorry.

[robotsexual.livejournal.com]

lmfao

[magicbone]

WHAT

[robotsexual.livejournal.com]

How do you even get alcohol on your own? Don't you need someone who doesn't look like they're twelve to buy it for you?

[magicbone]

oh mygod shut up so hard

[postits]

Spats. Elsewhere. Now.

[robotsexual.livejournal.com]

You're not going to be a very good group leader with that attitude.