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[thats-messed-up.livejournal.com]

Hey Elliot —

I agree with the crack!you. Get your lazy white ass downstairs and shoot some damn zombies. At least do it for me, since I can't.

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[bad-temper.livejournal.com]

I thought you were my friend.

[endured.livejournal.com]

I am.

See, what I meant was that going out drinking makes you happy.

[bad-temper.livejournal.com]

It makes me nervous, now. I don't think I'll ever drink again, now that I know the reason why certain people want me to.

[endured.livejournal.com]

Nah. I'll stop you at... oh, two or three. Or you could slow down.

[bad-temper.livejournal.com]

Why didn't you do that last time?

[endured.livejournal.com]

Hey, I didn't know how well you could hold your alcohol.

[bad-temper.livejournal.com]

I'm usually better than that. Must just be Paradisa's liquor.

[endured.livejournal.com]

At least now we know your limits.