Mmm, crunchy chocolate-covered issues, now with 300% more iron(y).
The pause said a lot. Thanks to months of squirrel notes (and rum, mmm, tasty rum) Katchoo could guess what he was getting at.
"What did you want me to do?" Katchoo was at least aware on some level that it was pretty frikkin' idiotic behavior on her part. "Take it out on her? You oughta know what she's like by now. Sweet, innocent girl like Francine doesn't need this stuff unloaded on her."
Yes. Obviously drinking and getting arrested like an idiot was so much smarter. Or, you know, not asking your best friend in more detail about the stuff she's seen in Fandom so you know she might actually be able to handle it. You just failed that intelligence check, Chewie.
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Date: 2009-09-21 12:35 am (UTC)The pause said a lot. Thanks to months of squirrel notes (and rum, mmm, tasty rum) Katchoo could guess what he was getting at.
"What did you want me to do?" Katchoo was at least aware on some level that it was pretty frikkin' idiotic behavior on her part. "Take it out on her? You oughta know what she's like by now. Sweet, innocent girl like Francine doesn't need this stuff unloaded on her."
Yes. Obviously drinking and getting arrested like an idiot was so much smarter. Or, you know, not asking your best friend in more detail about the stuff she's seen in Fandom so you know she might actually be able to handle it. You just failed that intelligence check, Chewie.