Mar 13, 2021
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ME SOBBING: B-BE RULED BY......... BY ME.......... F-FOR.... FORGET TO TH-THINK OF..... OF..... HER......
Tasha, you've put in a lot of extra work on this blog for the entire group, and it's been wonderful. The latest 'Which Mobster Are You?' is hilariously accurate. I just wanted to let you know that we all appreciate the extra mile you're putting in. Thank you!
Your kind words are truly too much and I actually can’t even handle them.
Are we going to talk about how that's Oliver's baby, or? I hope I sent this on anonymous.
Bekah, shush. We already talked about how that wouldn’t come out until the kid was born. WAIT DID I ANSWER THIS PRIVATELY. SHIT.
$; I suggest the original having been for Laurent.
Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text.
text: Dude, you said you’d bring me pizza. text: Where the fuck is my pizza?text: I’m not going to stop texting you until I get my pizza.text: GO GET ME MY FUCKING PIZZA, LAURENT.
I swear I'm doing homework...☆ - happy headcanon.
MobScene PSA: Bekah is a liar, and she doesn't do homework. Let's banish her.
☆ Happy Headcanon:
There's a time and place where Vitaly feels more at home than his own house. He's been in the military for more than a decade, been in the system since his school years, so much that comrade brotherhood is part of his identity. The men and women around him have changed, and will continue to change through the years, but one things remains: the bliss of finishing a good mission. Of returning to base with everyone who had left with them.
The car ride is his favourite part, right before they return, right before they have the chance to unwind. Even before the first beer. Just sitting in that military truck, car rattling gently against the road, the radio playing triumphantly over their heavy breathing. Passing knowing looks but too tired to speak. They don't need to, because everyone is thinking the exact same thing: we made it. We all made it.
"If you're 24, I'm 86. There is no way you're 24 years old. You're at least 5, ok?"
Yeah, five... inches down your mom's throat!
"I bet you don't even have a house. Is it one of those cheap houses that costs like 20,000 dollars?"
I don't know how much your mom pays for it, bro. I just live here.
Address?
776 Acerra Ave. you'll know it when you see it.