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[windykind]

hey tower!
so, i know all of you are still reeling from that wicked party willow and aradia threw a little ways back.
(and it was awesome, you should be reeling.)
but do you know what?
there's going to be another party soon, and you all are invited. oh yes.
floor four, this friday -- that's three days from now.
all you gotta bring is yourself and a desire to PAR-TAY.

also, this friday is my birthday, but i totally understand if you can't find presents.
i mean, i don't know about you, but disembodied heads really aren't on the top of my wish list.

Comments

[restitchtime]

You could always do what all the other shitty b-stars do and take a long walk off a short bridge.

[windykind]

or find another job.
hmm, do you think i can be auto-tuned well enough to sing?

[restitchtime]

Your squeaky voice isn't something even autotune can fix. Trust me.

[windykind]

hey, my voice isn't squeaky!

[restitchtime]

You put frat boys on helium to shame, Egbert. That's just how it is.