God clears her throat insistently. "So, what you're saying is that if I decree this whole mess out of existence, it'll be reconstructed in your wherever the hell you're from and I can fuck off to Acapulco and drink Piña Coladas for the next millennium? Is that what I'm hearing here? I get to burn the world in one last blaze of glory and live stress-free forever? Is this what's going down? Because I am on this train."
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Date: 2015-01-14 01:39 am (UTC)