dontpooyourself

I'm going back home this weekend to visit some close friends. As glad as I am to get to see people I love, this sadly means no suicide girls for a weekend. Oh well, at least when I return I'll have about twelve sets to go through. Have a good weekend, and if my plane should crash and I die a horrifically painful (but quick) death, then have a good life, and I'll see you all in hell.