Public Notice
Nov. 2nd, 2003 09:58 amDear Alison,
You are a dead woman. Very dead. Possibly with much gore and stabbing with your own highheeled shoes. Dead dead dead.
I would have made this a private e-mail but I thought it would be best if everyone could start planning for your funeral.
And think, it's perfect timing! We have all those black balloons and streamers left over from Halloween.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I must start hunting you down.
Love,
Paige
Postscript: My feet hurt. This is unrelated but really related all at the same time.
You are a dead woman. Very dead. Possibly with much gore and stabbing with your own highheeled shoes. Dead dead dead.
I would have made this a private e-mail but I thought it would be best if everyone could start planning for your funeral.
And think, it's perfect timing! We have all those black balloons and streamers left over from Halloween.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I must start hunting you down.
Love,
Paige
Postscript: My feet hurt. This is unrelated but really related all at the same time.
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Date: 2003-11-05 05:32 pm (UTC)You do realise I still have that leather outfit, and it's just screaming your name right now?
>:D
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Date: 2003-11-05 11:46 pm (UTC)Didn't you recognise my angry voice?