No problem. *dumps pail of glitter over Tiddly* Oops!
Me? Going to Tiddly's dungeon? I didn't know she played like that. *gets very excited*
And she's going to shake her little mouse body and that stuff is going to scatter everywhere. And glitter is IMPOSSIBLE to get up.
I'm sure Tiddly's dungeon, if she has one, is full of beavers and an errant moose head or two.
And glitter. Lots and lots of glitter.
Oh really? Tiddly, you like bedazzled beavers?
Reg done you wrong, you mean?
Tiddly done me wrong once, she put me through a chipper-shredder. Squeakers got some anger issues.
Ouch! Maybe I shouldn't have put all those glitter-bated mousetraps out for her... nah, she's short. In my usual form I can just fly out of her reach.
She is rather cute with those fits of temper, stomping her teeny little foot.
Why would a person bring a wood-chipper into a cabaret in the first place?
I just got off work. I'm not back-reading that. Nope.
I know better. Never back-read in here.
Given this esteemed cabbie is from the Land of 10,000 Lakes, home to the movie Fargo, that should point you in the right direction. There's a wood chipper scene in the movie.
I talked about you.
Man, the only movie I've got to point towards is The Village.
*motions to wood chipper*
*squeaks menacingly*
*turns on wood chipper*
*pulls out sandpaper*
*chooses between sandpaper options*
*redies bedazzler and wood glue*
Well, for the record, most Minnesotans don't sound like Fargo unless you are up in the Iron Range. Then if you go too far north, you start hearing the Canadaniese.
DAMMIT TIDDLY I WILL TAKE YOUR SWINGLINE AND REPLACE IT WITH A BOSTON IF YOU DON'T TURN THAT THING OFF BECAUSE YOUR MOM.
....eh?
FIFYDAMMIT TIDDLY I WILL TAKE YOUR SWINGLINE AND REPLACE IT WITH A BOSTON IF YOU DON'T TURN THAT THING OFF BECAUSE YOUR MOM DONCHA KNOW