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[thisismadfreaky]

"Yo, you've reached Cisco. Text me, voicemail is so outdated, guys."

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[thisismadfreaky]

Hey, Mick.

What party, where?
....got any requests or just "food, all the food"?

Dude, plz don't ducttape me to ANYthing.

[He isn't sure if a party is really where he's at right now, but.... well, Mick isn't one to bluff. He'll march down here and throw him over his shoulder if he feels like it.]

[boilover]

Rip's room, you know the place?
Follow the loud music and light show, you'll find it.

All the food.

Don't give me a reason to duct tape you to anything then and turn up.

[You are correct, friend, he will 100% do that.]

[thisismadfreaky]

No.
But I suppose if there's that much of an obvious trail, it shouldn't be too hard to find.

I'll see what I can do.

All right, all right.
If you're just gonna keep threatening me with duct tape.

[....]

I'm not promising I'm staying the entire night, tho.

[boilover]

you can leave whenever you want.

[aww, so generous, right?

Wrong.]

But if you wanna leave, you gotta get up and sing first. Them are the rules.

[thisismadfreaky]

Sing?
Is this a karaoke party, Mick?

[boilover]

Yep. Got guitars, drums, music, drink.

Bring food, join in, be happy.
We're cheering Rip up.

[thisismadfreaky]

Sounds like a good time.

[boilover]

Get here, bring your friends.
We want it to be big.

[thisismadfreaky]

All right. I'll be there in a bit.