Yeah, Fred found something new to chew on, Firefight Daigo of company M. Rather good book by the way.

Anyway, Fred made another plushie, she pretty much produces them by the millions, but I was checking out her new creation and she did pretty well. Even if the Master Chief plush she made for a friend a while ago was better. Anyway, Joe ('House-mate') took the plushie from me and messed with it for a while, this really ticked off Fred; "Don't fuck with my Daigo Plushie! It's MINE to fuck with!"

Joe; "Fred, did you just say 'fuck with?'"

At this point started cracking up. I may have snorted a few times to keep the Kamikaze (a mix of soda flavors) I had been drinking from spraying out of my nose.

It was a good night, hope yours goes just aswell.