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[the-spenstar.livejournal.com]

Dude, this weekend? Vermonster record breakage.

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[shine-mehome.livejournal.com]

Vermonster?

[the-spenstar.livejournal.com]

Twenty scoops of B & Js, plus cookies and whatever other sugary shenanigans they'll be throwing in. In other words, a veritable cornucopia of flavor and excellence, also, woman's best friend.

[mytimetolive.livejournal.com]

I tried that monstrosity once. Came so freaking close to puking...it was not a proud day for me.

[the-spenstar.livejournal.com]

Well you don't do it alone, dude. [He rolls his eyes in mock exasperation.] Taking on the 'monster onsies-style is like asking for a sugar hangover.

[my-partner-gus.livejournal.com]

*this face :|* I have to work this weekend Shawn. Overtime. Apparently I'm not making enough money because SOMEBODY keeps dipping into my account when I'm not looking. *fyi, that would be you*

Omg, ilu. Can I have a high five? :O

[the-spenstar.livejournal.com]

[Oh, he knows. Trust me. He knows. It took him a good twelve minutes to figure out that password.]

Okay, first of all... Dude, I'm digging the ljname! It's great to see you finally embracing the whole sidekick thing. Don't worry, I won't really kick you– side or otherwise.

Secondly, who works on weekends? More importantly, who spends their Saturdays stocking up on the latest nipple cream?

[notaballad.livejournal.com]

What's the Vermonster?

[the-spenstar.livejournal.com]

The rapture in frozen treat form.


And that's just the sparknotes version.

[spenstar.livejournal.com]

Sweet. I'm in.

[the-spenstar.livejournal.com]

Excellent, I already have a plan for our disguise. Obviously we can't both go as Shawn Spencer, so we'll just be long lost brothers finally brought back together by a common love of monsters a la Vermont.

How's that? Good, bad, too HBO?

[psychette10.livejournal.com]

*waves* Hey, you look like my cousin Shawn.

[the-spenstar.livejournal.com]

I get that a lot, actually. Although by 'cousin' people usually mean Val Kilmer. And I totally see it, too– it's the hair and the chin.

[He has no idea what she's talking about. Can you tell?]

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

OOC

[the-spenstar.livejournal.com]

Awww... ;_; Thank you! I'm really flattered that you think so.

[dial-a-psychic.livejournal.com]

Su-weeet! *gives the horns!*

The ice cream equivalent of drinking down the boot in beer drinking contests. Dude, we need to get the town together and set a Vermonster contest. It will be like Willy Wonka's personal Oktoberfest party. The Wonk-o-Septemberfest!

[the-spenstar.livejournal.com]

My thoughts exactly, you wily psychic, you.


By the way, the shirt– [He indicates other-Shawn's shirt/ensemble]– I approve. Deeply.

[annataz-sraeppa.livejournal.com]

Oh my goodness, I heard about that...

[the-spenstar.livejournal.com]

Totally excellent, right?

[shine-mehome.livejournal.com]

Vermonster?

[the-spenstar.livejournal.com]

Twenty scoops of B & Js, plus cookies and whatever other sugary shenanigans they'll be throwing in. In other words, a veritable cornucopia of flavor and excellence, also, woman's best friend.

[mytimetolive.livejournal.com]

I tried that monstrosity once. Came so freaking close to puking...it was not a proud day for me.

[the-spenstar.livejournal.com]

Well you don't do it alone, dude. [He rolls his eyes in mock exasperation.] Taking on the 'monster onsies-style is like asking for a sugar hangover.

[my-partner-gus.livejournal.com]

*this face :|* I have to work this weekend Shawn. Overtime. Apparently I'm not making enough money because SOMEBODY keeps dipping into my account when I'm not looking. *fyi, that would be you*

Omg, ilu. Can I have a high five? :O

[the-spenstar.livejournal.com]

[Oh, he knows. Trust me. He knows. It took him a good twelve minutes to figure out that password.]

Okay, first of all... Dude, I'm digging the ljname! It's great to see you finally embracing the whole sidekick thing. Don't worry, I won't really kick you– side or otherwise.

Secondly, who works on weekends? More importantly, who spends their Saturdays stocking up on the latest nipple cream?

[notaballad.livejournal.com]

What's the Vermonster?

[the-spenstar.livejournal.com]

The rapture in frozen treat form.


And that's just the sparknotes version.

[spenstar.livejournal.com]

Sweet. I'm in.

[the-spenstar.livejournal.com]

Excellent, I already have a plan for our disguise. Obviously we can't both go as Shawn Spencer, so we'll just be long lost brothers finally brought back together by a common love of monsters a la Vermont.

How's that? Good, bad, too HBO?

[psychette10.livejournal.com]

*waves* Hey, you look like my cousin Shawn.

[the-spenstar.livejournal.com]

I get that a lot, actually. Although by 'cousin' people usually mean Val Kilmer. And I totally see it, too– it's the hair and the chin.

[He has no idea what she's talking about. Can you tell?]

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

OOC

[the-spenstar.livejournal.com]

Awww... ;_; Thank you! I'm really flattered that you think so.

[dial-a-psychic.livejournal.com]

Su-weeet! *gives the horns!*

The ice cream equivalent of drinking down the boot in beer drinking contests. Dude, we need to get the town together and set a Vermonster contest. It will be like Willy Wonka's personal Oktoberfest party. The Wonk-o-Septemberfest!

[the-spenstar.livejournal.com]

My thoughts exactly, you wily psychic, you.


By the way, the shirt– [He indicates other-Shawn's shirt/ensemble]– I approve. Deeply.

[annataz-sraeppa.livejournal.com]

Oh my goodness, I heard about that...

[the-spenstar.livejournal.com]

Totally excellent, right?