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Hyperion, Wednesday Morning
Mar. 3rd, 2010 07:41 amAt some point, long beyond when it could still be considered "night", Logan emerged from Angel's suite, extremely drunk, wearing only a long shirt and singing a rather catchy tune.
"I wear no pants! I we-a-er no pants!" he sang. "I wear no, wear no, wear. no. pants!" He bounded down the main staircase. "Mark well upon my lance! It bounces whilst I dance! For I wear! No! Pants!"
[For the boyfriend, then Open to all in the Hyperion!]
"I wear no pants! I we-a-er no pants!" he sang. "I wear no, wear no, wear. no. pants!" He bounded down the main staircase. "Mark well upon my lance! It bounces whilst I dance! For I wear! No! Pants!"
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