It started with the strawberries. Longtime readers know pussygalore’s green thumb is more of a green middle finger these days. Rumor has it her strawberry planter was unceremoniously dumped onto the grass while she was hospitalized, leaving her to replant “fucking nubs” after some unnamed fucker (looking at you, Nikita) decided to play botanist. “I only asked her to water my tomato plants,” she allegedly whined, sounding like a woman who’s one strawberry short of a breakdown.
The Meds Go Missing
Then came the oxy. Her 40mg dose did a Houdini act, disappearing mid-dose before reappearing on her phone like some kind of pharmaceutical prank. “Ghosts are playing tricks on me,” she allegedly declared—either a cry for help or the most creative excuse for losing track of your meds. The lobby, of course, had theories.
PropitiousPrick, ever the voice of reason, chimed in with profound advice: “Use a zip lock.” Because nothing says “I care” like suggesting a sandwich bag for controlled substances. FrostedCoke, never one to miss a beat, diagnosed her with a “cold”—though we’re pretty sure it was just the weight of the day settling in.

Existential Chills
Allegedly, pussygalore woke up drenched in sweat, convinced she was covered in phantom blood—only to realize it was just another side effect of her “sleep aid things.” The chaos didn’t stop there. She later admitted,
“I sat complaining of being cold when I could’ve shut stuff and turned the heating on. I done it now.”
A moment of clarity, or just another detour in her spiral?
The Lobby Reacts
While pussygalore grappled with ghosts and gardening, the rest of the chat had their own priorities. SirDankaAlot was too busy chanting “basket” like a deranged auctioneer, while chantellexox offered to “kill them” instead of pussygalore’s meds. Because when life gives you chaos, you either laugh or threaten violence.

Whether it’s garden sabotage, disappearing pills, or just a Tuesday, one thing’s clear: pussygalore’s having a day, and the lobby’s here for the entertainment. Now pass the coffee—and maybe an exorcist.
— XOXO, EpikChat News
