Deep Thoughts Club meeting [Thursday evening]

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

Anakin (well, "scuttled" is such an unflattering word) moved stealthily through the halls of the school until he reached the music room classroom.

He scrawled on the board: Life sucks. And then you die. Discuss.

He then slunk into a chair and began working his way through as many of Professor Ted's Twinkies as humanly possible. Maybe he could die through overdose of Yellow No. 5.

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Re: Share you deep thoughts

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

"Two words," Anakin said. "Gremlin. Bite." He scowled. "Five, actually. Those little fuckers."

Re: Share you deep thoughts

[m-samuelle.livejournal.com]

"Sorry I wasn't around to point and laugh help out."

Re: Share you deep thoughts

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

Anakin stared at the floor. "Oh, there were apparently plenty of people pointing and laughing helping out, judging by the radio broadcast last night." He gave a wry smile. "I consider it a personal victory I'm out of the room at all today."

Re: Share you deep thoughts

[m-samuelle.livejournal.com]

"Well, glad to see you're back to your old self. Oh, and I'm guessing this *isn't information you're planning to share with your master, right?"

Re: Share you deep thoughts

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

"I don't think there's enough 'no' in the universe to express how much of this I'm never, ever, ever mentioning to Obi-Wan."