IM:
IM: Max! What’s going on there? *looks alarmed*Oh, uhm, let me count for you. /puts up her pinky finger/ First, Golden Fleece: gone. /puts up her ring finger/ Second, Thalia’s trre burning. /puts up the middle finger/ Third, werewolves around camp. Hmm, I think I’m missing something. But in overall, camp is in war. /smiles/
IM: *jaw drops, goes pale* Oh my gods… it’s starting again. Except this time, it’s a hell of a lot worse than — no, no, both of them were bad. *shakes head* I — Why are you smiling?
IM:
Hell —
Oh, fuck.
Fuck is a very appropriate term for all of this.
IM: Max! What’s going on there? *looks alarmed*
MY BRAIN JUST IMPLODED
ALSO WHY IS MY MOM SENSE TURNED ON
BECUASE I FEEL THAT SOMETHING WEIRD’S GONNA HAPPEN AND MY MOM SENSE IS —
IF MY FUTURE DAUGHTER IS AT CAMP TELL HER TO EVACUATE THE PREMISES THANK
WE’LL BE CLOSER TO YOU ,DIDGEY
eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeEEEEe
YAY
WE’RE MOVING OUT OF CAMP. SURPRISE
^WHAT THE LADY SAID
SURPRIIIIISE!
OH MY GOD WHO WHERE WHAT WHY HOW
WHO? US. WHERE? Well in NYC, duh. WHAT? Moving! WHY? Because we’re tired of not being able to have sex all the time, this camp’s rules suck. HOW? With some money and a little help from my friend, I quote. Surprise, Didgette Cacahuete!
WE’LL BE CLOSER TO YOU ,DIDGEY
eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeEEEEe
NYSSA THANK YOU FOR CLEANING UP MY APARTMENT YOU ACTUALLY SAVED MY LIFE
HI GUYS MY FRIENDS FED ME TWIZZLERS AND H E L P
WE’RE MOVING OUT OF CAMP. SURPRISE
^WHAT THE LADY SAID
SURPRIIIIISE!
OH MY GOD WHO WHERE WHAT WHY HOW
