#lilaym

Clopin: Sorry, I had a pretty bad initiative roll.

The reaction picture to the reaction picture to the reaction picture gets another reaction picture. If this keeps going it will end terribly, I just know it.

A little hug for Martyna and Emzee, who've been great buddies for years, performed through our favourite personas/oc's, Lilay, Lynn and Mum. 

…………….oh!!! No. He showers regularly– what I meant was not with company. 

I love that I am too! It’s friggin great! 

Okay. When I was a kid, my family would go to my grandmother’s house for Christmas. It was pretty friggin awesome. Then came the time for the kids to “go to bed”. We’d all be in one room, too damn excited to go to sleep and then the next thing we knew we were getting woken up by our aunts all like, “Shh! Santa’s here! He’s putting the presents under the tree! Come on! Shh! You got to be quiet though!” We weren’t quiet at all. We’d huddle in the hallway and watched whichever uncle was dressed as Santa through the wall heater and cracked door. Our aunts were totally into it and the uncles and stuff would hold their beers and chuckle at it all. I think back and laugh at Santa’s acting. Every year, no matter which uncle dressed as Santa, would act like a skittish deer. Someone would giggle too loud and he’d jump and look around, pretending we weren’t RIGHT FUCKIN THERE. Our Aunts must’ve thought it was funny too. They’d laugh and say, “Shh, you gotta be quiet or you’ll scare Santa Claus away!”