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[measuringdicks]

welcome to the trench chapter of interdimensional hostage bullshit anonymous! unfortunately no one can come to the phone right now because we’re being fucked over by the multiverse again, so leave a message after the beep. we’ll get back to you if we’re still here.

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[measuringdicks]

just give me five minutes

[Five minutes for Richie to hurriedly comb his hair and look presentable the way his mom used to despair he would never look. It's—debatable how successful this attempt is.]

I actually meant were Bill and Ben here when that happened but
fuck that sucks
although holy fuck Stan would fucking hate being a zombie
he'd be the worst zombie

[The image of meticulous, fastidious Stanley Uris shambling around, moaning for brains and covered in dirt, sets off a small, slightly horrified guffaw. It's an awful thing to laugh at, but it's so incongruous with Stan's everything that he can't help it.]

fuck pop quizzes tbh I honestly always hated them
at least you don't have to worry about them now

see sometimes I have good ideas
you could introduce us to the new Disney movies and I could show you guys John Belushi movies

[clussy]

bill was and i think bev? ben came after im pretty sure. it's kind of hard to keep track especially cause once you guys leave i kinda forget. you were there. we actually took down bowers together it was pretty satisfying

he really was the worst zombie.

ffffuck no never again either. i ditched school like years ago it was the best decision i ever made

youre like 80% good ideas and then the rest is just wild card
we can start having like actual movie nights
which will probably get disrupted at some point by the town but shit still worth tryng