Dear Asshats...

[darkhavens]

...Thank you so much for throwing that smoke bomb into the shop. No, really. Working retail on Friday nights with all those kids and drunks is just so boring. Having the store fill with smelly, scary smoke while I'm all by myself - because the other guy's on his break out back - really gave my evening that extra buzz. And the running around opening doors and frantically waving huge sheets of cardboard to get rid of the damn smoke was great cardiovascular exercise. I'm not too sure about the effect the smoke had on my lungs though, but hey, swings and roundabouts, right?

Ta, everso,

Me

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[darkhavens.livejournal.com]

Thanks, sweetie. *smooch*

And heee! yes! The little shits went and trashed the Methodist church after they'd had their fun in Spar so they definitely deserve to have some vengeance rain down on their heads. *g*

It's a horde of teenage boys tanked up on cheap beer. make 'em suffer! Muahahahahah!

[amejisuto.livejournal.com]

Okay, five or six teens drunk and disorderly need killing. That I can do, just gimme a bit. It'll be with one of my alternate personalities but I'll kill them really good.

After all, little boys just burn for Typhoid's touch.

[darkhavens.livejournal.com]

Heeeee! Thank you! I don't mind who does it - Mary, Harley, whoever, I'm easy. *giggles insanely*