To arms, fellow Duffers!

Okay--Douglas, I guess. I already know one Brandon.

(And no--the spelling police don't bother me none. ;))
 
Well, it was just...kind of...defiance of the grammar police. They don't bother me, though.
 
Hah. Then why do you... *thinks*

Um....




Why do you h—

*sigh*

Nevermind.

here's proof of an unstable mind.

...oh. *crestfallen*


*eats cheese for solace* Not even a little? *sniff*


*snuffle*
*snort*
*blows nose*
*sniff*
*snort*
*sneeze*










Blast it! Why didn't anybody ever tell me I was allergic to Limberger!

Oh well. Not much of a loss, at any rate... :rolleyes:

what did you lose? your foot? your fingernails? your toes?
your brain or liver or anything equally gross?
your belly button or your ears?
your eyes? your nose? your irrational fears?
or did you... not possible! lose your beard?
or your larynx - much afeared.
did you lose your stomach? lungs?
teeth? skin? ribs? bones? thumbs?
whatever it was, it can't be that bad,
because *sighs* it seems you're not yet dead.

*whispers* What did I just do?

you cooked a stew, singing a rather sad old english song, then you went to aragorn and persuaded him to eat some of it, then you urged him to tell you his age and then you practiced your sword fight a bit and brushed your hair. and you really don't remember any of this?

:D I humbly apologize, your majesty. (Though mortal thou art, and shalt remain.)

tell me what you edited!! it's killing me, not knowing!!! (ah, no, i'd better not say something's killing me, or else you'll encourage it...)
 
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