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This was a whole new experience for Finbar, and that was saying something. He had experimented with all kinds of psychedelic paraphernalia, but to suddenly wake up like this? Well, it was funky to say the least.
"Duuude," he mused. "I'm, like ... totally covered in butter."
Sopping from head to toe in the liquidised spread, he misguidedly flung his hair back to shift the lock of hair from his eye, having been too lazy to relocate it by hand. This lead his butter-caked hair to slap across his face, splaying across his features with a myriad of grotesque sound-effects.
Finbar grunted.
This was a whole new experience for Finbar, and that was saying something. He had experimented with all kinds of psychedelic paraphernalia, but to suddenly wake up like this? Well, it was funky to say the least.
"Duuude," he mused. "I'm, like ... totally covered in butter."
Sopping from head to toe in the liquidised spread, he misguidedly flung his hair back to shift the lock of hair from his eye, having been too lazy to relocate it by hand. This lead his butter-caked hair to slap across his face, splaying across his features with a myriad of grotesque sound-effects.
Finbar grunted.
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Date: 2011-02-04 12:27 am (UTC)"Oh."
She blinked, staring at the guy in front of her. Crap.
"I assume you aren't here to model for my sketchbook?"