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[dontcallmethat]

Michael's inbox, if you want to talk to him???

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[weenwoon]

[VOICEMAIL NOW! This guy is very obviously drunk.]

Lissen... Arya's getting a horse, and we need somewhererer to putit, right? So I wanna buy a room f'r the hosse. So, it's a room, for the horse? D'you think issa good idea or not?

[dontcallmethat]

[Thank god. He can barely read as it is!!! But]

Well obviously. You can't just keep a horse in the living room.

[weenwoon]

Yeahhh! You geddit! I'm so buying th'room! Thanks, Flamey!

[dontcallmethat]

I think that one's pretty easy, but you're welcome. Try not to drown in your own vomit or anything. That'd be a mega lame way to die.

[Michael may not know many things but he does know about alcohol and it's dangers!!!]

[weenwoon]

Ehhhh, the game beat me to it. My face an' insides're melting arready.

[dontcallmethat]

Haha! Gross!

Well good luck. Make sure you got a door big enough for a horse too.

[weenwoon]

Sure thin'! Mwell, seeya, Flamey!

[dontcallmethat]

That names ok. But I'm Michael, too.

[weenwoon]

Nice to meet you, Michael! 'm Levity. Got another name, but I can't prob'ly pron... pronosse... say it right now.

[dontcallmethat]

Yeah, I'm sure.

[Drunk people are wild.]

Well, good luck with the horse I guess.