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Really. I mean, I climb through the window and end up in some wacked-out bar at the end of the universe? The end of the universe? Where is that, exactly? And how does my bedroom window go there? And why?
Anyway, I met this guy -
Brad - he's pretty nice, maybe a little weird, but he's nice... and apparently not a child-molester, which, always a good thing. I'm still really confused on this whole bar thing though.
Oh, even better, Anya is here - and she's from the future. Faith's here too - also from the future - and apparently banging some guy who doesn't like tutus... or something. He's kinda hot, although, I'm not sure I want to know what the whole scarves... now... upstairs... go thing was about. Those two are kinda creepy.
And get this, Andrew has a girlfriend. That still boggles the mind. Really.
Icing on the cake... not only are Xander, Andrew, Anya and Faith here, Buffy's here too. Oh, apparently, Angel too and he and Buffy have found a way to hump like bunnies without Angel losing his soul. I mean, it's good that he can't lose his soul here - because, can I just say - Angelus bad? - but... oh, forget it. I'll just go to sleep. Maybe I'll wake up in my own bed in the morning.
Anyway, I met this guy -
Brad - he's pretty nice, maybe a little weird, but he's nice... and apparently not a child-molester, which, always a good thing. I'm still really confused on this whole bar thing though.
Oh, even better, Anya is here - and she's from the future. Faith's here too - also from the future - and apparently banging some guy who doesn't like tutus... or something. He's kinda hot, although, I'm not sure I want to know what the whole scarves... now... upstairs... go thing was about. Those two are kinda creepy.
And get this, Andrew has a girlfriend. That still boggles the mind. Really.
Icing on the cake... not only are Xander, Andrew, Anya and Faith here, Buffy's here too. Oh, apparently, Angel too and he and Buffy have found a way to hump like bunnies without Angel losing his soul. I mean, it's good that he can't lose his soul here - because, can I just say - Angelus bad? - but... oh, forget it. I'll just go to sleep. Maybe I'll wake up in my own bed in the morning.
