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I love booze.

 

It makes everything better until you hit that point when your head turns upside down and the earth spins under your feet. I have a feeling that that is coming soon.

 

Oh yeah, im puking tonight.

 

Farewell. See you tomorrow

 

This might be the most boring mafia drunk post ever. Only larpers drink and start trying to sound eloquent... drunk posts must be belligerent, or thon't count.

 

 

I am not here for your entertainment, and I will do my best to be eloquent any time I dam well choose. If you do not like that then too dam bad, keep your crappy comments to yourself.

 

Is that belligerent enough for you

 

No not really.

 

Try this., Shut your disgusting banana sucking mouth you tree climbing poop flinging genetic catastrophy. If I want anything from you I will bludgeon you to death with my lap top, skin you and use your hide to cover my car in the winter.

 

Winning.

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If I wanted any lip from you I would undo my zipper.

 

Now go back to your pig raping bacon fest and try to think about how good it would be to actually be able to see your man hood.

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If I wanted any lip from you I would undo my zipper.

 

Now go back to your pig raping bacon fest and try to think about how good it would be to actually be able to see your man hood.

 

First off I only eat things in large quantity. So... nuff said.

 

 

Secondly whatever happens between me and pork or me porking pork as it may be is my business.

 

Thirdly seeing my penis is not a primary concern of mine. As long as Mrs Crusher keeps cooking my dinner Im comfortable to assume it;s still their.

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Oh, banana. I get it now. Thought that was just a euphemism for something else.

 

I dunno. I was grumpy earlier. My bad

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Oh, banana. I get it now. Thought that was just a euphemism for something else.

 

I dunno. I was grumpy earlier. My bad

 

 

No problem.

 

Now.. WES WHERE TEH HELL MY PM AT DAWG?

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We will begin the game in 25 hrs and 15 minutes.

 

Unless I get stupid drunk tonight, in which case we will begin then.

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Also, some of the spiders have gotten loose - it's a few of the larger ones. They like to hide under desks and such...

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We will begin the game in 25 hrs and 15 minutes.

 

Unless I get stupid drunk tonight, in which case we will begin then.

 

Get stupid drunk tonight, please :biggrin:

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Apparently I'm really funny when I'm drunk. . . and I start dancing and randomly trying to lay in other people's yards. My friend has videos and unfortunately she gave them to my coworkers. Apparently that makes me not-square anymore. But they're still all trying to get me to smoke pot with them... ahhh peer pressure at age 20, a horrible thing. I want ice cream.

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The sallow man held his cigarette not between his fingers, as most do, but pinched between his forefinger and thumb. When he brought to his lips, he cupped it, and took a shallow drag. His exhale was as thin as his frame, but an intelligence fueled by greed was lit in his eyes.

 

"She is a liability."

 

Javier Barcelos stared at the man, a family attorney for years, and a sneer crawled across his face.

 

"I don't pay you to tell me the obvious. Is there any loophole in my brother's will - any crack at all that we may exploit?"

 

The thin man shook his head.

 

"No. As eccentric as he was," and they all were, thought the little man, "he was thorough."

 

Javier nodded. "Yes, well that is to be expected. His...eccentricities aside, he was far more of a genius than he was given credit for."

 

"It is a shame he chose to waste that on his...experiments. Had he joined you, you would have easily doubled or tripled the business. Such a shame he chose to oppose you."

 

Javier considered the man for a moment, hating the ill smelling smoke that the worm breathed and exhaled in his presence...but he still had his uses, so the larger man cooled his tone.

 

"I think that will be all for now. I will see you at the reading of the will."

 

The thin man smiled.

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Apparently, smoking lots of pot turns you into a bacon junkie. Be careful.

Start smoking pot and next thing you know, you'll find yourself playing mafia on JN. It's all downhill after that....

Hahaha! They've tried to turn me quite a few times, but I've managed to say no to smoking every time. I'll grow up eventually, I swear.
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What the cursed little attorney did not know was that Javier had shared his brother's interest in spiders. Genius and madness had long been the heritage bestowed up the children Barcelos, and the current generation was no exception. Having owned gem mines in the Amazon for generation afforded them the opportunity to explore; to delve into those darker places that most did not have the money, time, or nerves to look in the eye. But Guillermo had been fearless. It was a quality he shared with Javier.

 

When Guillermo had married Fatima, it had caused a break between them. She was young but high-spirited. She hadn't known her place, and worst of all, she had Guillermo's ear. Within months he was questioning the family's direction, the mining operation still going strong, and brining up some of the unfortunate realities that go along with such operations.

 

He and Javier had nearly come to blows over something as simple as tribal lands...absolutely ludicrous in Javier's eyes.

 

And in his eyes, it was all because of her. All because of Fatima.

 

When they called to tell him that she had burned their estate house down to a cinder, he was not surprised. In truth, he didn't really care. He merely let his mind wander sown the paths of how she might be taken care of, and that brought him to the news of how his brother had died; that had been of much more interest. That had possibilities.

 

As soon as the other staff had left, Javier descended into the portion of the family mansion that only he and his brother had access to, or even knowledge that it existed. Inside the temperature controlled environment, he tapped the keyboard and brought the giant screen to life.

 

Despite their differences, the brothers had never stopped comparing notes on what they learned about the spiders. And Guillermo's notes of late had been fascinating.

 

Javier understood perfectly what Guillermo had been working on, and what had killed him. What was crawling around out there right now.

 

As if on cue, a massive arachnid rattled across the wire-screened wall of it's habitat. it was far too large to be natural. It's venom was far more toxic than anything nature had ever imagined...

 

It was a horror. it was a crime against nature. But best of all, it was a secret, for Guillermo had never told Fatima about the experiments.

 

And that was what Javier would use to get rid of her. Sharing half of the family empire was simply not an option. Much better to let one of his brother's own discoveries do her in. It would be poetic, and profitable.

 

It would be perfect.

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