Dec. 26th, 2012

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Make obvious sexual overtures at Jake
[Day 198, Dream. Candy bracelet 8/9]
TT: Take it easy, bromide.
TT: Just about the only way I could salvage endearment from this perilous slope of horseshit would be to discover, really fucking soon mind you, it was a preamble to some floundering invitation for me to rush to your vicinity as nakedly as possible.
TT: But since we've already shot that wad's eventuality on so many dry runs of flustered ambivalence that were as hilarious as they were one sided,
TT: That leaves only one hope for this message to avoid spiraling toward qualification as a critical fucking defect in the hull of the Mach 10 rocket that is my precious spare time.

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It is important to note Dirk is NOT the one speaking in this memory! He is actually reading the log after stepping out of the shower.

GT: *Blows smoke off red hot irony pistol.* )

Memory 10
Down to the last decimal place
[Day 199, Gingerbread Witch. Slightly burnt cookies 4/5]
TT: See, it's lines like that which make it obvious your only intent is to jerk me around. Nobody actually says shit like that and is serious about it.
TT: It's also obvious because you're me, and I'm sure I would be constantly fucking with my own head if I were you.

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TT: Your gutterball was so rowdy it catapulted into the adjacent lane. )

Memory 11
RAP-OFF!!!!!!!!!!
[Day 200, 3 of 3. Friendship bracelet 2/3]
I push mad facts on the hapless, shit's practically axiomatic; you don't talk smack with Orange Crush
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That shit's as whack as I'm a guy made of metal! )