the basketcase

i'm this close to posting something new, but first i need to tell you all that dammitcarl is closed for business. i thought about changing the name, but, i'm too attached to my notebook way of life. i like to fill a book, and move on to something new. dammitcarl is filled, and will sit here on the lj shelf, and maybe i might even go back and unlock everything again for those who care.

but, from now on, i'm gonna be over at sloganeer.

Okay, you say these things in chat when you're bored, but nobody ever takes you seriously.

jess: okay, clark and lex just broke up. get them back together in 100 words or less.

tstar78: what?
caro: why did they break up?

fox1013: Is this like my Action Figure Porn?

celli: enh?

fox: "I like your shoes. I'm sorry. Let's have sex."
fox: That was *counts* nine.

caro: LOL

jess: ooh, minimilist!fox

caro: mmm shoes

One hundred words. They're broken up, get them back together during a commercial break. Here, let me get you started. I'm supposed to give pearl_o her heart back anyway.

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- You knew it was me?
- I don’t get a lot of phone calls, Lex. The people calling me are passed out on the floor or asleep three hours away.
- You talked to your parents?
- Dad’s pissed.
- I’m surprised I haven’t heard from him yet.
- He’s pissed at me. Said I was being stupid. Maybe he’s right.
- This wasn’t just you.
- You sound tired.
- I’m not hanging up until we fix this.
- I don’t know how long it will take.
- Doesn’t matter.
- I’m sorry you had to make the first move, Lex. I should have been the one to call.
- Doesn’t matter.

Edited: link 'em back, and I'll collect them all.