Now you know, I wondered that. Or perhaps, it's just random cake handout time.
There was no particular reason to give Bettie cake. It just made me smile. Randomness is fun.
Here, you can have some cake, too.
(it's coffee cake)
Now you know, I wondered that. Or perhaps, it's just random cake handout time.
It's okay Tens it's a big E-Ze Freeze. There's plenty of room for Ed AND the boys.
I've installed a new unit down in the basement, BTW. In case this one overflows with The Hawt.
Someone come write these words for me so I can go be a bum and read all day.
Really? Wow Bos I'm glad I have you here to tell me who I have a crush on... What would I do without you?
Ok.
Um.... what am I writing? Smexy stuff, I hope?
Someone come write these words for me so I can go be a bum and read all day.
But the fact is, this is one of the few horror shows I've seen that actually scares me from time to time.
Oh I dunno, I think it was pretty conscious. I mean, look at that soft green skin, that cute little tail, that... Wait. Cobra looks like his avatar, right? RIGHT?It's a thankless job, but someone has to do it.
Besides, it was pretty clear it was subconscious on your part.
Oh, and you dropped your sign. Here, :
Can't. I'm reading something called Banshee Charmer. I dunno...you may not have heard of it.
Yes, actually. I'll send you all the details, including a diagram of...wait a minute. *is suddenly suspicious*
This is how I got hooked. I was literally only 24 hrs back in the country after living overseas, in the B&B we stayed in waiting for the apartment to be ready. I turn on the TV, and there was a summer rerun of the first season episode with the painting.
You know, the one with the little girl ghost?
Yeah, it was creepy. And I was hooked, precisely because I hadn't seen anything that creepy on tv in a long, long time.
I like to think that, being English, I don't need to announce the fact that I'm being sarcastic
Randomness is fun.
Here, you can have some cake, too.
Gosh! Life hasn't changed since I did that in 1996. When I think of all that time I wasted and all those tortilla chips I ate.Guys, did you know in England on Saturdays there's nothing but football on all afternoon? I mean soccer football notfakeAmerican football.
Seriously. We've spent all afternoon lying in bed watching one match after another.
This would be more fun if I actually liked football...
I like to think that, being English, I don't need to announce the fact that I'm being sarcastic
I don't think that has anything to do with your nationality.
I think that's just you.
I'm the mother fkkin sarcasm fairy, bitches.
My one regret in life so far, real regret, is that I was considered not to be clever enough to understand Shakespeare at school and so they stuck me in a lower English class and I didn't get to study *adopts superhero voice* 'literature'. Fortunately, this means I missed Jane Austin. Sadly, it also means I missed Shakespeare and any explanation thereof. So no Hamlet, no Rosencrantz and Guilderstern and it took me quite a long time to understand the joke in the Terry Pratchett book, and I still don't get all the references in Jim Butcher. The irony of this is that between leaving school as a pupil and returning as a teacher, they changed the curriculum and now every darned kid 'has' to study Shakespeare. One day I will find someone who can explain this mystery of the English language to me but at the moment I remain lost. *Pouts*
And the pink wings are nice touch.
No need to be suspicious. Send me as much as you think I'll need.
Maybe a little more.
I'm the mother fkkin sarcasm fairy, bitches.
I carry a little pouch full of magic sarcasm dust. The label says "WARNING: overdose may cause Blackadder"
but... but.... you said "diagrams."
*holds up screwdriver in triumph!*