x_rictor: (serious)
Julio Richter ([personal profile] x_rictor) wrote2007-05-10 09:16 pm

return of Big Daddy

Big Daddy has snapped fromt stress, and forgotten how to use pronouns again. Big Daddy will only refer to Big Daddy as Big Daddy until someone does something that entertains Big Daddy.

Or pays Big Daddy. A lot of money.

(Big Daddy notes that this is not as much fun without Big Daddy's roommate to torment, but Big Daddy does what Big Daddy can)

[identity profile] x-mondo.livejournal.com 2007-05-11 03:26 am (UTC)(link)
I don't mean to take anything away from Big Daddy's amusement, but is this really what we need to be doing right now?

[identity profile] x-rictor.livejournal.com 2007-05-11 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
What the hell else do you want Big Daddy to do?

[identity profile] x-mondo.livejournal.com 2007-05-11 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
Maybe Big Daddy - Julio - could do his homework, go for a walk, make rocks go boom, something that doesn't frazzle everyone beyond where they're already frazzled?

Maybe?

I'm just as worried as you are, and probably even more useless to do something about it.

[identity profile] x-rictor.livejournal.com 2007-05-11 03:37 am (UTC)(link)
Dude, at least Big Daddy isn't running up and down the halls with a kazoo.

You know what, screw the Big Daddy thing.

Have you ever been kidnapped Mondo? It is not fun. It is not something I reccomend. I will do what I damn well please to feel better, and if you do not like it you can vete para la verga.

[identity profile] x-mondo.livejournal.com 2007-05-11 03:40 am (UTC)(link)
I made people _laugh_. That was all I wanted, and if I had to look like a fool to do it, so be it.

This isn't helping.

[identity profile] x-rictor.livejournal.com 2007-05-11 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
Yes, and what was I trying to do?

Think, think reeeeeally hard.

[identity profile] x-wasp.livejournal.com 2007-05-11 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
Hey, guys? Both of you, come on. This is hard on everyone, there's no need to go all yelling at each other. Let Julio do what he needs to do, and Mondo you can handle this your own way. Just don't get mad at each other right now, please.

[identity profile] x-rictor.livejournal.com 2007-05-11 03:46 am (UTC)(link)
I am trying, seriously, I am. But you do not have to try to sleep in a room that is 1/2 empty.

I have issues with this. Big ones.

[identity profile] x-wasp.livejournal.com 2007-05-11 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
I'm not happy about this either, ok? I'm worried about Kyle, too. Maybe you can sleep in another room or something?

[identity profile] x-rictor.livejournal.com 2007-05-11 03:55 am (UTC)(link)
Not that simple.

You remember San Diego? That was me. I am worried that something similar will happen now.

[identity profile] x-wasp.livejournal.com 2007-05-11 04:08 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, I know that was you. Doesn't do much good to think about stuff we don't for sure. Good people are looking for them and they're going to find them.

[identity profile] x-rictor.livejournal.com 2007-05-11 04:10 am (UTC)(link)
I need to learn how to shut off my brain.

Or develop a secondary mutation that allows me to shut off my brain. I know several people who have it.

[identity profile] x-wasp.livejournal.com 2007-05-11 04:14 am (UTC)(link)
Nah. I still have some Peeps leftover. I can come over and bombard you with Peeps so you'll be busy thinking about how to avoid getting hit with stale marshmallow chicks and bunnies.

[identity profile] x-rictor.livejournal.com 2007-05-11 04:17 am (UTC)(link)
Kyle will kill me if we get mice in the room. Save the peeping for the hallways.

[identity profile] x-wasp.livejournal.com 2007-05-11 04:19 am (UTC)(link)
Fine. I'll throw them at you in the halls.

[identity profile] x-rictor.livejournal.com 2007-05-11 04:20 am (UTC)(link)
Hey, I thought you were not going to school here anymore? That is cheating! Now I will have to come to your school with a squirtgun just to make things even.

[identity profile] x-wasp.livejournal.com 2007-05-11 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
That's what I meant by "come over." Get in my car, drive over there, come throw old candy at you...