<where's that chocolate-dipped cow smiley I was promised?>
These things take time...papers must be drawn up, committees gathered together, maps, charts, prototypes made, drinks drunk, and so on and so on...it's in the
<where's that chocolate-dipped cow smiley I was promised?>
Have a question. Does dark fantasy work or fantasy horror?
These things take time...papers must be drawn up, committees gathered together, maps, charts, prototypes made, drinks drunk, and so on and so on...it's in the
Am I showing my age if I say, "Don't have a cow!"?
It's a wikipedia factoid, too!
<where's that chocolate-dipped cow smiley I was promised?>
And on that note, a guy followed me on twitter that paints with his butt and other body parts.
One hopes he uses a water-based paint, rather than something requiring turpentine to clean up...
There's a joke here about stippling, but I'm not gonna make it.
Welcome, CourtneyC.
I'm just. I cant. It's the...
One hopes he uses a water-based paint, rather than something requiring turpentine to clean up...
Hey Z. Glad to see that the knee is progressing. I'll send a few Baileys your way (medicinal purposes and all that).
Take care.
pkbzrod, thank you! Let me grab you some ice for that knee... *hands over an ice pack*
Yep, and it stinks every time. Sometimes I have to jump up and down and swear a bit before I get on with it.
Now hold on there, Haggis, I think you're getting a bit carried away...I help L.Y. all the time. I let him know when we're low on Baileys and then I help him drink it. I'm just full of help. *tsk, no fify here* Besides congressmen give me heartburn.
Haggis is everywhere. He sees all. His shriveled, black, evul heart beats in every thread, in every forum on AW. He shows up when you least expect him in the cover of darkness. He is...he is...THE EVIL CHIHUEY!! aw geez, I luv that chihuey.
I hope your knee is feeling better today, zrod. I like zrod- it's catchy, mind if I call you zrod?
... out of booze... the corner is actually a little too dark. slipping from the corner he moves toward the pool room. stealing one of the small lights from above the chalk block he retreats back to the dark. after fumbling around he finds it. the plug and now he has a small table light.
... out of booze... the corner is actually a little too dark. slipping from the corner he moves toward the pool room. stealing one of the small lights from above the chalk block he retreats back to the dark. after fumbling around he finds it. the plug and now he has a small table light.
*goes to sit at Rockweaver's table*
obviously he has all the booze.
*reads passage over his shoulder*
It was a dark and stormy night...
Good to hear that your knee is a bit better, zrod. I'm sure the virtual booze is helping.
Am I showing my age if I say, "Don't have a cow!"?
It's a wikipedia factoid, too!
<where's that chocolate-dipped cow smiley I was promised?>