suckitblues: (we're all going to die)
So. Do I still have a job or something? Is it just me or have a lot of people suddenly gone missing. Hello? Don't leave me alone here with the junk food junkie! 

I told you the Puma shoes don't count, Grif.

Sarge? Doc? Command? Anyone? Seriously, at this point I'd even welcome a message from Donut or Lopez. COME IN LOPEZ. Que...est something....Queso...

SAAAARGE.

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Dec. 12th, 2010 12:43 am
suckitblues: (Stand still)
Shit. Fuck. Fucking... god damn it. [Each word is preceded by the sound of a sniper rifle firing]

Stand still so I can blow your fucking brains out.

GRIF ! Did you find the rocket launcher yet? Get the fuck over here.

We're all going to fucking die.

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