Aww... Haggis.... you know you love-
er, adore-
er, tolerate? all of us.
Think of how boring your life would be without us.
er, adore-
er, tolerate? all of us.
Think of how boring your life would be without us.
Aww... Haggis.... you know you love-
er, adore-
er, tolerate? all of us.
Think of how boring your life would be without us.
I have chew toys?
I have Snausages.
*thinks for a minute...finger wanders closer to bannination button*
You know, toast - like say a dark bread, perhaps pumperknickel... and horseradish doesn't sound like a bad combination
I never thought of it before, but this is true...
You know, with DL in charge it seems as though we will get more exercise and eat better if we slack... isn't the idea to provide us with an incentive to meet goals?
I'll take push-ups?
I hereby exempt myself from 'discipline' for the day. I dreamed last night I was one of my MCs. The one who gets crucified in graphic detail. It was... weird. And graphic. I keep thinking I should check my wrists for blood.
Coffee. Need more coffee.
I usually dream about monsters--last night--no monster dreams--that is odd enough for me. But there were flowers--I am actually a little spooked.
I'd check the back of your neck for one of those breathing tube/tendril thingies....
*thinks of ways to make daisies evil in the new WIP*
they aren't already?
I would think the little hairs on the stems could be used to inject some sort of poison that causes paralysis and a slow decay so the evil daisies could feed off their victims as their remains were absorbed into the ground.