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“He couldn’t resist it. A thousand times, in a thousand battles, he’d...”
– Our Cid over at Helios: wind_lover on LJ.
NYEHEEHEE.
PC: He's siiiiitting in my laaaaap.
Megan: Dooooon't stick it iiiiiin.
It's a game of 'beat the brat'.
PC: Would you like a pet Rufus Shinra?
Megan: ...uhm.
Megan: Whut.
PC: Online game.
PC: Well... I say game. It's a game in the tamagotchi sense.
Megan: ...sure?
[...]
Megan: I think I killed him in one.
Megan: He had an o shit face.
WHAT.
Shannon: Don't fuck the stump of my neck!
Paging Laurell K. Hamilton.
Celes: I know amirite XD?
Celes: omg
Celes: I so typed
Celes: amitite?
Celes: XD
PC: ALWAYS
“That’s what I love about erotic romance: It’s crack hentai fanfic...”
– Issendai on LJ.
FFVII Fanfic, "Edge of the World" by Elvaron. →
But you gotta admit, it's better than Ronald...
PC: I want to see Mayor McCheese fellated by a Hamburglar.
My girlfriend makes for delicious pie.
PC: He can keep you company when my pie is falling out.
Shannon: ::giggles:: your pie?!?! And you're the one making sense supposedly?
PC: MY DELICIOUS PIE, YES.
Shannon: YOUR CHERRY FILLING IS BEING SQUISHED FREE
PC: My cherry filling is all gone now, though! I'm down to apple.
Shannon: Im still in the strawberry filling stage
PC: You always did love strawberry.
Shannon: I did :D
Pfffft.
PC: ::and is surprised that I just referred to myself in masculine third person; must be tireder than anticipated.::
Reno: *snickers*
Reno: I told you you're transgendered :-P
PC: ::snrk:: I just hang around with you too much. Your penis is rubbing off on me.
I missed Issy.
Issendai: MY CAT IS FASCINATED WITH MY ARMPIT. PLEASE SEND HELP.
PC: Your cat has taste. ::leerleer::
Issendai: You can sniff my armpit all you want. My cat cannot.
PC: That's discrimination!
Issendai: I can discriminate all I want in my own private armpit.
PC: I assumed your armpit was a public service.
/Turks again./
The next load of ex-laxga cookies go on Reno’s desk. Nobody makes fun of my cactuar briefs. Nobody.
“OSTENSIBLY - 1. outwardly appearing as such; professed; pretended: an ostensible...”
– dictionary.com
On the subject of tattooed body parts.
Liz: but flaming penis...
Liz: well, it's flashy going in.
PC: idjf;oaesihfloieshf
PC: ::SHUDDER::
It gets around.
Some advice from the insides of my Valentine’s day chocolate wrapper, delicious pearls of wisdom for everyone to enjoy: Be your own Valentine. Hug someone today. Celebrate family and friends. Laugh until your heart overflows. Sleep under the stars tonight. (And catch pneumonia and die HEY CHOCOLATE YOU’RE BOUGHT AND SOLD IN FEBRUARY.) Hold hands firmly, hearts gently. Share a secret....
jenova.tumblr.com?
PC: http://img80.imageshack.us/img80/4268/bewb3ddz0.gif Colour, because I love you that hard.
Elvaron: You're not purple enough D:
Elvaron: You need to be purple and BLUE
Elvaron: Inject yourself with more stuff
PC: http://img292.imageshack.us/img292/1962/bewbloles9.gif Resolved. :D
Elvaron: YAY
Elvaron: now you need tentacles
Elvaron: *is demanding like that*
PC: http://img80.imageshack.us/img80/2414/bewblol2gn4.gif 83
Elvaron: ok, you win
Unskilled and Unaware of It: How Difficulties in... →
PC: MISTER RIGHT HAND. HIS SPECIAL FRIEND.
Elvaron: OH YES.
Elvaron: BUT NOT ANY MORE.
Elvaron: MISTER RIGHT HAND HAS BEEN RETIRED.
PC: MISTER RIGHT HAND HAS HAD HIS MOMENT IN THE LUBELIGHT.
Elvaron: INDEED. NOW HE MUST GIVE WAY FOR BETTER THINGS.
PC: TIGHTER THINGS.
/Turks./
… Rude. You put ex-laxga in the cookies? … I gave them to starving orphans. You bastard.
A shameful confession.
Yes, Rude, it was me. I took the cookies from the cookie jar. And they were delicious because I knew you liked them.