syzygyish wrote:
I_F,
DON'T YOU DARE
what happens outside the bottle,stays outside the bottle
I deny everything
Well, you heard him Kitsy; syzygyish has invoked the Syzygyish Proclomation.
"But that I am forbid to tell the secrets of my prison-house,
I could a tale unfold whose lightest word would harrow up thy soul;
freeze thy young blood;
make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres;
thy knotted and combined locks to part and each particular hair to stand on end,
like quills upon the fretful porpentine...
But this eternal blazon must not be to ears of flesh and blood." - Hamlet's dead dad
Still, it is plainly in public view that someone hid a shovel, someone kicked me, and someone denied everything. Intriguing.
In any case,
Starr wrote:
House people! We have an emergency situation! These guys turned up saying that they want to come live with us! They say they were abducted by aliens who took them away in a big craft in 1957. The aliens took all their clothes and performed scientific experiments on them. They say they were only away for an hour or two and think it's still 1957. You can see by their faces that they have radiation burns. They also appear to have a strange inclination to wave their arms about. Well, apart from the one whose arms were removed by the aliens. Can we help them?
I think they're harmless (and armless in one case) but the one on the right...call me speciesist but it doesn't look entirely human to me
Oh good gods! Do you really need to ask? I've inadvertently
fantasized about hunting Ewoks with a baseball bat. I've wondered how hard it would be to
slay Snuffleupagus using a claymore. And I've
called for the summary execution of the new Smurf emoticons.
CLEARLY ICARUS HAS UNRESOLVED ISSUES WITH SICKLY-SWEET CUTENESS!
Those things are so horrible I cannot even bring myself to re-quote the picture! If they come so much as near my dollhouse, I will not hesitate to get out my vorpal cricket bat and go amok. (The vorpal cricket bat should be here Monday or Tuesday, btw; I'll post a pic when it arrives). And for those of you who refuse to take my
zombie-preparadness paranoia seriously, I give you
THIS. Yeah.
Good fortune,
- Icarus will be the Omega Man...
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Please forgive me if, in the heat of battle, I sometimes forget which side I'm on.