fucking-amal.com

I thought I'd ask one of Ian's friends if he had any idea what happened to yesterday and why I wasn't here.




Bex had no idea either.



I call conspiracy.

Seen any likely culprits around lately?




No, me neither.

Ian wrote:...likely culprit...

Guilt is written all over her face.

Butter would not melt.

Ian wrote:Butter would not melt.

Yeah, fair comment.

Alex seems to think so.

Bex is obviously thinking about how lucky she'd be if Fish lived much closer to her.

fish wrote:...how lucky she'd be...

I hope Bex controls her urges and stops trying to sabotage Fish's posts.

Something to do with wrong dates causing me to crash every time I went to Imageshack.
I think I understand now.
Or should I just accept that they answered my email and, ahem, "fixed" the problem?


Come on Bex, out with it.
Do you want me to move to Stockholm or what?

fish wrote:...Come on Bex, out with it...

When Fish invited confessions from Bex she wasn't quite as forthcoming as he'd hoped.

The conversation was taking an unexpected but quite intriguing turn, mind.

He's back!!!!!
And he has the lamest excuse anyone's used in ages.

Welcome home Ian.
The crowd sends their usual cheer to you.

Oh I have much lamer excuses than that.

Ian wrote:Oh I have much lamer excuses than that.

Oh dear!
Bex was afraid of that.

The bottom of the barrel has not yet been scraped.

Forever sad about the condition of Ian's bottom.