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Some of my favourite tweets from ReallyTheMayor

[cecileofnightvale]

reallythemayor replied to your post: I just saw a picture of someone with a tattoo on...

(( It’s actually not that painful. It’s just something you should do after hqving kids. The ink may seep into your cells and prevent you from giving your children breast milk in case of poisoning them. ))

// I have a tattoo on my back (which is actually probably in one of the most painful spots because over my spine) but I can't imagine underboob. just ow.

[cecileofnightvale]

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Completely private events that would never make it onto the radio or in the paper.

[scoutmasterearlharlan]

"Kiss me you fool." ((Pass this to the first ten people on your dash.))

Uh... No?

[thegirlwiththebeakers]

"Kiss me you fool." ((Pass this to the first ten people on your dash.))

"Oh! Um— Oh my. I d-don’t think I should? I have a boyfriend..

[desertbluffsprotector]

The Meeting [CLOSED/reallythemayor]

Sand lightly blew up into his eyes as he stepped out of the car. It was a hot, clingy night as always. The wooden shack in front of him had light shining out of it's windows. Perhaps she was there already. Locking his car behind him Pablo made sure to fix his shirt. It was always endearing to meet with her. The meetings tended to start out simple. How their towns were doing and what they were planning. They tended to end in utter chaos however. Pablo usually arrived back in Desert Bluffs with torn clothes, his hair in complete dissarray and his face marked with scratches. He enjoyed it however. He took a deep pleasure out of riling her up. It was a mere game to him.

He softly stepped up on the small steps leading to the wooden porch. Running a hand through his hair, his other hand made sure that his cigarettes were still in his jeans pocket. He would need them after this. The door opened with a loud noise as he looked up to come face to face with Pamela Winchell. A cocky smile settled on his lips at the sight of her.

"Hello Pamela."