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[lawyerlarry.livejournal.com]

Och. Scotch and painkillers. Not bad.

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[fever-crusade.livejournal.com]

Oh, mister, you are in a bad way.

Put that crap together and it can, like, totally kill you.

[lawyerlarry.livejournal.com]

Do I look dead, Martha?

[fever-crusade.livejournal.com]

Uh. I don't know. What do you usually like like?

[lawyerlarry.livejournal.com]

Not much. A shmuck, I guess.

[fever-crusade.livejournal.com]

A shmuck? *giggles* Who says that? You must be, like, totally ancient!

[lawyerlarry.livejournal.com]

...and I thought I was out of it.

[fever-crusade.livejournal.com]

....

Out of what? Scotch and painkillers?

I think I saw some pills in the medicine cabinet somewhere. Lots and lots of 'em. Pink and blue and yellow and green and...weird. Who even takes that many pills?

[lawyerlarry.livejournal.com]

Who are you, Martha?

[fever-crusade.livejournal.com]

You just said my name, silly. Obviously we know each other. Like, duh.

We're not like...we don't...like, do stuff together, do we?

[reportresurrect.livejournal.com]

What's the matter?

[lawyerlarry.livejournal.com]

Chloe! Hello beautiful!

Nothing's the matter. My foot doesn't hurt!

[reportresurrect.livejournal.com]

Ah huh. Scotch and painkillers are pretty much the universal bad combination. I'm glad your foot doesn't hurt

[lawyerlarry.livejournal.com]

Mmm, I knew that. I did. I just...forgot. See, I took painkiller because my foot, the one that was shot, hurt. So I took painkillers.

Then I forgot and drank some scotch.

But I did know that.

[guthrie-jaybird.livejournal.com]

That don't sound so good Mister. People die from doin' stuff like that.

[closetevil.livejournal.com]

Those would probably help me through work.

[welcometo-life.livejournal.com]

Two things that really shouldn't be mixed....ever.