We don't listen to people who don't like us
A STALKING WE WILL GO
Spigot ran into JoeToe downstairs today and JT was quick to ask him if Hellboy was still working here. He told him Hellboy had quit, and JT quickly inquired as to whether he was still living in Austin. Spig was well-aware of JT's sensational man-crush on Hellboy (1) (2), so he said, "Oh no... I think he moved. Away. Somewhere. Far."
I called Hellboy to let him know that he might be getting a knock on his door...
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IT WAS LIKE THAT TIME I DROPPED MY FRENCH TOAST
I was having the most INSANE dreams a few weeks ago. Like blood, fire, slashing, running, stabbing dreams... I thought I was losing my freaking mind. Fortunately, the really horrific ones stopped, but that hasn't kept me from getting terrified by even the most mundane dream images:
I was walking with a plate of mashed potatoes when I tripped and dropped the plate on the floor. In reality, I threw my hands up over my head, smacking the headboard pretty friggin' good and damn near jumped OUT of the bed.
NOTHING is scarier than losing your mashed potatoes, man.
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SCIENCE GIRLS WILL KICK YOUR ASS!
BUNNY: When good grad students go rabid, this is what you get...
ooh, can I touch your fluffy tail?
DOCD: Check out her sweet new ride...
leather pants! leather pants! leather pants!
Wow - looks like it's time for a little OHT!
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QUOTES, TAKEN OUT OF CONTEXT THAT YOU MAY OR MAY NOT GET THE FULL STORY ON SOMETIME
"Dessert was nothing more than a series of foams."
"At least Jennifer is going to screen these guys and tell me if she's slept with them."
"Bring alcohol. Let's get drunk!"
"I'm multitasking - - - which is to say I'm masturbating AND watching porn."
"And I'll tell you, nothing says I'm a man's man like a tub of doorknobs on the bed."
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Always,
S
Spigot ran into JoeToe downstairs today and JT was quick to ask him if Hellboy was still working here. He told him Hellboy had quit, and JT quickly inquired as to whether he was still living in Austin. Spig was well-aware of JT's sensational man-crush on Hellboy (1) (2), so he said, "Oh no... I think he moved. Away. Somewhere. Far."
I called Hellboy to let him know that he might be getting a knock on his door...
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IT WAS LIKE THAT TIME I DROPPED MY FRENCH TOAST
I was having the most INSANE dreams a few weeks ago. Like blood, fire, slashing, running, stabbing dreams... I thought I was losing my freaking mind. Fortunately, the really horrific ones stopped, but that hasn't kept me from getting terrified by even the most mundane dream images:
I was walking with a plate of mashed potatoes when I tripped and dropped the plate on the floor. In reality, I threw my hands up over my head, smacking the headboard pretty friggin' good and damn near jumped OUT of the bed.
NOTHING is scarier than losing your mashed potatoes, man.
-------------------------------------------------------------
SCIENCE GIRLS WILL KICK YOUR ASS!
BUNNY: When good grad students go rabid, this is what you get...
ooh, can I touch your fluffy tail?
DOCD: Check out her sweet new ride...
leather pants! leather pants! leather pants!
Wow - looks like it's time for a little OHT!
------------------------------------------------------------
QUOTES, TAKEN OUT OF CONTEXT THAT YOU MAY OR MAY NOT GET THE FULL STORY ON SOMETIME
"Dessert was nothing more than a series of foams."
"At least Jennifer is going to screen these guys and tell me if she's slept with them."
"Bring alcohol. Let's get drunk!"
"I'm multitasking - - - which is to say I'm masturbating AND watching porn."
"And I'll tell you, nothing says I'm a man's man like a tub of doorknobs on the bed."
-------------------------------------------------------------
Always,
S
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