*makes a few quick calls to have a hottub installed in the far corner of the cafe*
hi-is the hottub connection? uh huh wha? you can't come til tom.? whaddya mean you don't do nightime installations!!! this is an EMERGENCY! wha? you guys actually HAVE hottub emergencies— o_O okay whatever- I will be here... between 11 and 6— thats like the whole fecking day!! ya ya well I have a life you know... ya I KNOW I'm on DXP!!! ERRRR- SMARTASS!!! okay fine fine yeahyeah I'll be here...
*schoene suddenly realizes that she is surrounded by crickets and they have that we're-going-to -attack-w/o-reason-or-mercy-prepare-for-a-bloody-death look in their eyes*
well-actually itis just a reddish glow...I-I was being dramatic...you know us scorps and the dra-ah ah AAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!
that crackhigh lil carcASS monkey is NOT a koalacabras!!!!
koalacabras are CUTE!!!!!
didn't you know that diint you youooooo wittle siwwwy HEAD have another cigarywary- wha- you wan yer bwanky? I got yer binky wite hew my wittle ickle babekins $ _ $
the trowel works better for applying cover-up actually...run of the mill stock standard shalack is great for filling in those gaping pores too- hardens with a nice finish but ya still gotta file it down a little...
"I don't love you as if you were the salt-rose, topaz or arrow of carnations that propagate fire: I love you as certain dark things are loved, secretly, between the shadow and the soul.
Well, it so happens that I was asked my permission to dedicate 2 whole pages to me in an upcoming book called The International Who's Who of Poetry with one of the pages being my poem and the other page being a biography of me. Woohoo! (Hopefully it's n
Have been away for a few days & haven't checked in. I am going to the local "book mine" tomorrow & will look for your suggestion. Sounds like something I'd enjoy! For me, besides dialogue, it's all about the characters & how the author describes them. Wil
Freedom... Pure naked freedom. It's the loss of all inhibitions. It's like stipping off all your clothes and running bare bottomed through the desert durring a lightning storm, sand burning the soles of your feet and sweat and rain water running down your
you lazy dough...