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[tradecraftdude]

MISSING

PET PYJAK
ANSWERS 2 JOEY
DO NOT SHOOT
DO NOT EAT
DO NOT FEED BACON

RSPND 2 THIS MSG W/LEADS

[ Attached to the post is a slightly blurry photograph of a pyjak wearing a harness made out of cable ties, and a dogtag around its neck reads 'JOEY RAMOAN'. ]

Comments

[shutupmarco]

Not according to you.

[tradecraftdude]

actualy rly u bare a p. good resemblance 2 her the bitchier u get

cmon rachel do u wanna b more like my rachel or more like ur rachel

it's a good thing this is over the network or fists might already be involved

[shutupmarco]

God, will you make up your mind over whether you want to hate me and never talk to me again or if you want to actually acknowledge I exist?

rachel would find a way to punch him through the extranet

[tradecraftdude]

lemme think...................................................



















nah

its funnier this way

if rachel knew how to trace his location her fist would already be in his face

[shutupmarco]

God, you're such a creep, you know that? I can't believe some version of me actually dated you. As if I'd want to be anything like her.

delicious

[tradecraftdude]

ok well

i still liked her beter

ur loss

deal or get out

it's really only a matter of time before it happens though. lbr.

[shutupmarco]

Ugh, and I think I liked my Marco better. He was a pain in the ass, but he was nowhere as annoying as you.

[tradecraftdude]

o so ur admiting 2 liking SOME marco

gues he couldnt have been 2 lame after all

[shutupmarco]

You know what? Yeah, I liked him okay. I never kissed him, so don't get any ideas, but I can say one thing about the Marco I knew: we didn't usually agree on how to do things, but when it really came down to it, I could count on him to have my back, that's for sure. I guess that's more than I can say for you.

[tradecraftdude]

no prob rachel

i can wait

[shutupmarco]

Yeah, you'll be waiting a long time. Cowards aren't really my type, and since you're obviously too afraid to treat me like my own person, somehow I'm not feeling the spark.