I'm on about 5 hours of sleep, which I know is a marathon of sleeping for some of the Hounds, but it's a lot shorter than I like to be.
*is jealous*
I'm on about 5 hours of sleep, which I know is a marathon of sleeping for some of the Hounds, but it's a lot shorter than I like to be.
What?Mrs. Bluntforcetrauma and I have decided to part ways. It's nearly impossible to write as much as I do and stay married. Anyway, good afternoon.
And, back on track, editing away thanks to that gibberish post and headscratches from my horror-reading preschool teacher girlfriend.
Now I can't help wondering if any of my early teachers secretly would list Clive Barker's "Midnight Meat Train" among their favorite stories. I'm a lucky guy.
Of course you have to wear the skirt. Your kilt is at the cleaners.*fires up the pit*
NEWBIE-Q
I don't have to wear the hula skirt this time, do I?
Potato salad is the most eldritch of salads.
I miss this place...
I miss this place...
*fires up the pit*
NEWBIE-Q
I don't have to wear the hula skirt this time, do I?
Yes, you do have to wear the hula skirt, Big. And the coconut bra.
Welcome, newbieque!
*rustles up some potato salad*
It's hard to miss, what with the giant fire pit, the neon light pointing to the sekrit dungeon entrance and the z-words shuffling around.
Wha--I call a drumstick, and this time you guys had better not dump BBQ sauce on Haggis and serve him on a plate with garnish.