Sooo, about last night

[x-wallflower-.livejournal.com]

Let us never speak of this again, shall we?

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[x-firestar.livejournal.com]

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[x-wither.livejournal.com]

Yeah, pretty much. I think Laurie's hiding out at said boyfriend's place until it's fixed. She might also be hiding under a rock. Really, it wasn't that bad. I mean, she could have been having nightmares and we all could have ended up in the medlab with like hearts racing and weird crap because she was terrified instead.

[x-firestar.livejournal.com]

can't type

laughing

[x-emplate.livejournal.com]

Speaking as one who did end up in Medlab, it is my opinion whatever shame Laurie now feels can only be insufficient.

So very, very insufficient.

[x-wither.livejournal.com]

...

How did horny land you in the medlab?

[x-emplate.livejournal.com]

The exact circumstances by which I shattered my ankles are unimportant. The point is that Laurie is at fault for it, and, to a lesser degree, possibly my knowledge an available healing factor was to be had.

[x-wither.livejournal.com]

So what you're really saying is that you did something really stupid when you got horny because you knew you could fix it but you're gonna blame Laurie anyway?

[x-emplate.livejournal.com]

See my comment below regarding emotional damage. Suffice it to say I was not in a particularly logical frame of mind, as I was attempting to do that which should be asked of no man: turning down the advances of an extremely attractive woman. My manliness may never recover.

[x-wither.livejournal.com]

You broke your ankles running away from a hot chick who wanted you? What'd you do, jump off the roof?

(I'm sure you have totally valid reasons for jumping off a roof and landing really badly to escape said hot chick and I respect them...but you understand my giant "wait, what?" right?)

[x-emplate.livejournal.com]

What can I say, my heart is a deep ocean of secrets. Much like that of the dozey old bint from Titantic.

[x-wither.livejournal.com]

Oh, so Laurie gave your heart a hard on? Right, got it. Hearts can be finicky. I totally get the broken ankles now.

[x-firestar.livejournal.com]

Kevin!

[x-firestar.livejournal.com]

Great googly moogly, how'd you break your ankles?

[x-emplate.livejournal.com]

I shall tell you when you're older. And after I have tendered an apology to the affected party.

[x-firestar.livejournal.com]

Are your pants asking to be flamed?

...wait, after last night, I probably shouldn't ask that right now, should I?

[x-wallflower-.livejournal.com]

Shush you, or you'll get the hose again.

[x-wildchild.livejournal.com]

Lets see, if I remember, YOU got the ice water, not us.

[x-wallflower-.livejournal.com]

I will throw you in the lake...

[x-wildchild.livejournal.com]

Right because that'll happen. I'm taller and stronger than you are, AND faster and I can see in the dark.

[x-wallflower-.livejournal.com]

I'll find a way if you keep being such an arse.

[x-wildchild.livejournal.com]

Dude I was willing to laugh this off right up until you decided to be smug.

[x-wallflower-.livejournal.com]

How was I being smug? I was joking.

[x-wallflower-.livejournal.com]

I am not hiding. I have merely moved myself to a better place to wait till my new filters arrive.

[x-wither.livejournal.com]

I didn't mean "hiding" literally, oh purveyor of doom and hormones.

[x-wallflower-.livejournal.com]

Pah at you, pah I say.