| Current mood: | cranky |
| Current music: | David Bowie. At least it's not fucking ABBA |
Jeez!
This place is just like it's always been, like we ain't been away at all. We need some fucking decorators in here, don't we? So bloody dark and angsty. We need all glitter balls an chiffon an sari silks on the wall an stuff.
Nice to see some people appreciate the bloody effort I went and put into my entrance. Screw ya bastards who didn't. Ya just don't know class when it walks up to ya in the best fucking shoes ever and pisses on your face.
Screw the lot of ya. I'd pay to see that! Some of ya guys are dead cute, ain't you? But no looking at me arse too close because I only give it away to those who I deem worthy of having it. You have to earn it, right?
Anyways, I'm off to go an see that Thor bloke. He seems like a nice guy. Maybe I'll have him as a mate or something.
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