( Cut because the important part of today is below this, clearly. )

Tin says:
I aslo had a duck
Tin says:
it ran away through the back fence door and into the lane
Raven || says:
DUDE.
Raven || says:
How on earth did you come to own a duck?
Raven || says:
NOW I WANT A FUCK.
Raven || says:
.............
Tin says:
It was a duckling
Tin says:
ROFL
Raven || says:
That is the worst typo in the history of the world.
Tin says:
hahahahahahahahahahhahaha
Raven || says:
And must be immortalised.
Raven || says:
Forever
Raven || says:
On IJ.
Tin says:
hahahahahahahaha
Raven || says:
You can tell I type fuck a lot more than I type duck, can't you?
Tin says:
I've no idea why not, duck is such a forceful word
Raven || says:
I don't even like ducks.
Raven || says:
:(

(Also, I read Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead and giggled a lot and wished I was smart enough to understand it all, and now I require icons.)

[EDIT] LET'S. GET. DANGEROUS.

MY CHILDHOOD WAS FUCKING AWESOME, YO.

[EDIT] GOD HELP ME BUT I STILL KNOW ALL THE WORDS

TO PRETTY MUCH EVERYTHING

OH MAN, GOOF TROOP

BONKERS

asdgfyasfhasdjfas *wants to be seven again*

Rosencrantz
Shouldn't we be doing something - constructive?

Guildenstern
What did you have in mind? ...a short, blunt human pyramid...?



It is probably weird to love this play so much, but I do. XD Blood, love and rhetoric ftw.

[EDIT] Re. LFG: multiple Richards, huh? This is either incredibly good or incredibly bad... or maybe both at once. :3

[EDIT] Pragmatism? --is that all you have to offer?

(This play really is everything I love wrapped up in an ambiguously gay package.)