rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,
rejectomorph
flying_blind

Suck

Well, I think this is the most nothing I've ever gotten done in a single night! Seriously, absolutely nothing!

Has anyone noticed the stockings in the LJ holiday banner?

"F" "B" "M"

Frank and Brad and... Mena? Or is the "B" for Ben? Does Frank look so sad because Brad has been replaced? Or has either Brad or Ben been killed and buried in the crawl space? Or are Brad and Ben sharing a stocking? If so, what else are they sharing? What sort of sick perversion is going on in this company?

I shudder to think. It's just casting a pall over the entire holiday season. I wish that banner would just go away.
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