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[bubosquared]

Melle: *stares at Breckin in complete and utter horror*
Breckin: What?
Melle: I. Refuse. To slash. Larry. Flint!
Breckin: But think of the chemistry! Think of the meta-ness of it all!
Melle: Think something else. I'm not writing it, and that's final. Now get ouf of my office before I call Kevin to throw you out.
Breckin: *pout* Fine, then, be that way.
Melle: *rubs temples* I need aspirin.

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[likeahiphopsong.livejournal.com]

Heh. I'm really, really, really sorry that that appeared in your head. For your sake, I hope it wasn't a visual image. eeeek.

But really. It's like,layered with meaning and stuff. The meta!

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[bubosquared.livejournal.com]

It was kinda half-visual, half-sound. And fairly non-con. And with larry in the wheelchair. And I'm a sick, sick puppy!

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[likeahiphopsong.livejournal.com]

In the wheelchair? Oh you are the *sickest* puppy. I love it.

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[bubosquared.livejournal.com]

Do not encourage the evil!

Dammit. :p

Melle: *attempts to kill bunny*
Bunny: *refuses to die*
Melle: ... Help?

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[likeahiphopsong.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I'm picturing this as a seriously evil bunny. With claws and red, angry eyes. Because. Wow, with the sick and the evil. I'm scared.