War Is Coming Communications.

So Liz, you're gonna want to stay out of our kitchen for, uh, the conservative estimate is three days. I don't even remember how I got covered in pizza sauce, melted cheese, pancake syrup, bacon, and flour. And I think egg. And I think that mass of dough in the oven is actually alive at this point. What the hell was I trying to make?

I never want to see another Twinkie again. There's a whole box outside my door. Anyone who wants them can have them.

hey im orderin pizzas wat does everybody want?

eta: ok i ordered they said tey were gonna bring a truck

I want... something

like sugar quils. oh, and buterbeer. and chocolate frots!

Oh god. crazie stuf again. Great. Bring on the headache's.

I wish I had some icecream or something.


[ooc: And a note, because it's not as obvious with her. Lois got the gemstone kryptonite. Yeeeeeah. Bow to her, bitches.]

hey guys we're gonna get pancakes from the ihop does anybody else wanna come?

eta: hey did i ever tell you guys bout the time i beat a robot Hitler with his own robot leg

it was preetty cool guys

You couldn't have showed him how your tailed work? The beer trick. You had to go for the truck.

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If anyone comes knocking at the apartments looking for information about us, I will be splitting heads. Just saying.

So this is the place, huh? Little black-eyed birdy told me I could find some help here. Can't say how much I actually believe, but I guess we'll see.

Can anyone point me to the yellow brick road?

I'm also gonna need some heels and sparkly red glitter. If you have any to offer, I suggest you speak up now.