Current Mood: Female
My ovaries are growing a robotic exoskeleton bent on bloodshed. Jutting spikes and synthesized venom inside needlelike metal shards pepper the armor creeping across said ovaries.
They are alien to me and my brain pleads with my body for a destructive intervention. They must be removed.
Lionhearted volunteers wanted.
They are alien to me and my brain pleads with my body for a destructive intervention. They must be removed.
Lionhearted volunteers wanted.
posted by la fille du fromage at 1:05 PM
12 Comments:
bring your caviar
to my ever waiting mouth
greedily I eat
This time I recognize Anonymous, in a sort of warped deja-vu.
Are you still a we? Or are you a you again? You don't sound ´very happy.
Of course, there are lots of other ways to get unhappy.
jeanne-i am still a we. a wee bairn.
i'm happy enough. i currently have the thing that is customary with women, as they said in the bible. apart from that, times is rough and tough like leather, as raekwon of the wutang clan once said.
how is sweden?
anonymous- that was gross.
It is time...for stormy weather....
i hope that's not another threat from a disgruntled pseudo-christian.
No, just a random song lyric which may or may not apply and was thrown out in boredom.
I like to think the voice that my puppy talks to me in is god's, but I am not 100% convinced. It might be a demon pretending to be yahweh.
Why on earth can't Anonymouses think of cute, catcy names, and write them at the end of their comments, and stick to them? It all gets so confusing. I realize that this would allow for cheating and impresonating, but in most cases it would work.
Sweden is being invaded by cucumbers under the cloak of the encroaching darkness. Otherwise, I haven't uncovered any new plots recently. Time will tell.
Anonymice?
Such as Francine the talking space mouse?
I don't know, I think my creative juices have all been spilled or drunk or otherwise squandered. Trying to get too clever or ambitious would linkely only lead to embarassment for all parties.
I suppose I could always sign off in third person as was once my custom on the interwebs.
Francine the talking space mouse,
Supposes that that would be a good indicator, but knows that this sort of behavior gets very annoying very quickly for some people, and assures you the mice are quite large and anthropomorphic in space, as are the cats
Are you Francine the caviar-eating space mouse, or Francine caught-in-a-storm, or are they one and the same? You see the difficulties that arise.
Are either of them really worth taking credit for?
Francine the talking space mouse,
Should probably just go back to arguing about james bond on that computer roleplaying game messageboard to while away the rest of the workday, and wondering ig the battlestar galactica downloads running on edonkey at home have completed yet
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