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[syncopator]

[ That's it. It's just the image. How is it wiggling? How did he do that? We just don't know.

leave a MESAGE.......................... ]

Comments

3/10/2014

[crowsicle]

dave

[syncopator]

speaking

[crowsicle]

you already heard right

[syncopator]

were doing this huh

[syncopator]

yeah
i heard

[crowsicle]

are you on the roof
because its cold as balls out there

[syncopator]

im not even at the house bro

[crowsicle]

i meant your roof dude
at your apartment
ive got to put trackers on all yall jesus

[syncopator]

oh
yeah
no fuck that its way too cold for rooftop brooding sessions
just come over ill leave the window open

[crowsicle]

ok
im bringing the aj

[Fly, flippy flappy featherbeast]

[syncopator]

[ He doesn't respond, instead shoving the window open like he said and retiring to chill on the couch in his living room, legs akimbo as he tosses an apple up at the ceiling, catches it, and repeats the process. At some point he's gonna drop that fuckin thing and it's gonna clock him right on the forehead. ]

[crowsicle]

[That point is obviously going to be the point when Davesprite arrives.]

Smooth.

[He plonks the apple juice down on the coffee table and goes to get some glasses. Dave's casa is Davesprite's casa, obviously.]

[syncopator]

[ Casually chucks the apple after him without even getting up, not really seeming to care if it actually connects or not.

He is not going to rub the spot the apple hit him. He is not. ]

[crowsicle]

Oof.

[It does hit him, but he manages to catch it before it lands and buffs it casually on his ruff. Hey, free food. He takes a bite out of it as he opens the glassware cabinet.]

Thanks, man. 'S pretty good.