01: phone textage

[synonymouswithdookie]

So after a few months of being in complete denial that I am quite possibly at least a little bit insane, I decided to check out this... magical psychic hotline number network thingy. Or whatever it is. I've come to the conclusion that you are all straight up batshit, and that I probably shouldn't have bothered for the sake of my own mental well being.

But fuck it. Work's dead and I don't have anything better to do right now.

But no seriously are you real people or am I just texting my brand new imaginary friends or something. Maybe you are people. Maybe you're evil telemarketers, and telemarketer technology has advanced to the point of transmitting numbers directly into people's brains. Or no better yet, maybe it's an elaborate government spy tool or something. I don't THINK anyone drilled anything into my skull during basic, but it could happen. Maybe THE MAN is watching me text crazyness to myself RIGHT NOW through my own brain.

Dear Government, if this is you get the fuck out of my brain before I set you on fire.

(just in case this IS the government, i won't actually set you on fire I'M SORRY)

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[shiromadoushi]

If you do, let me know. I haven't yet.

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[synonymouswithdookie]

If Google fails me, I'll just learn how to make it myself. It can't be that hard.

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[shiromadoushi]

Probably not. [[a pause as he takes his slices with a small "thanks" and goes to swipe his card]]

I don't really cook so I wouldn't know.

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[synonymouswithdookie]

Dude, learn how to cook. I'm serious. Otherwise you're gonna be stuck eating instant noodles and mac and cheese once you live on your own.

[yeah totally speaking from experience. ]

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[shiromadoushi]

That won't be for a while. [[totally confident smile there. After all, it's his house and he's not kicking his grandparents out. He has plenty time to learn before the inevitable that he refuses to think on.]]

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[synonymouswithdookie]

Hey, it never hurts to start early.

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[shiromadoushi]

I know enough to help out prepwork, that's enough for now. [[Sliding into his seat now, grabbing a pair of napkins to stuff into his shirt collar to catch any stray blob of pizza grease.]]

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[synonymouswithdookie]

Better than nothin'.

[ray cocks an eyebrow at the napkin bib as he sits his ass down in his own seat. He could poke fun at bakura for it, but he has some big fat meaty pizza in front of him to distract him. Aaaah life is so hard]