Week 1 - Thursday Night - Cabin 3 Slumber-Party?!

[finalguard]

[ We're all sick, we're all afraid. The last part is debatable. ]

((Cabinmate mingle for the pre-murder night. Since we're all in the same cabin, threadjacking and just general messy posting is encouraged unless a different pref is stated in a thread header.

I put two headers, one for pre-10pm sickness misery and one for 10pm when we all miracle heal, because I think it'd be difficult to decide 'now is the time' unanimously in ongoing threads between 8 people.))

Comments

[itsagazebo]

[Eddie nods a little]

Okay... okay... you got any ideas?

[trashmouthtozier]

Lige... we bud ub a budge of sdrigs aroub the door so beoble drib on deir faces an den dere's rogs?

I duddo. Id's sdill a berg id progred.

[itsagazebo]

That's not a bad idea... but do we have any string?

[trashmouthtozier]

I duddo. Ib nuddid elf, we gob our jewlabeb.

[itsagazebo]

[He frowns at Richie.]

Our what?

[Yeah even he couldn't understand that last word.

[trashmouthtozier]

[he leans down and tugs on his SHOELACES, asshole. you know. string]

JEW-LA-BEB.

[itsagazebo]

[Oooohhh he gets it]

Dude, if Stan was here he'd fucking deck you right now.

[trashmouthtozier]

.... Huh?

[he's stubbed ub, he dun get it]

[itsagazebo]

It sounds like you're saying jew, not shoe.

[trashmouthtozier]

[he laughs]

Oh, fug. Sobby Sban.