Tangents!

*looks for meaning to all of this*

*fails*

*but does find a bottle of something luminescent that strips paint*

*celebrates with much gusto*
 
*IndieGirl pulls this face at DD:

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*IndieGirl looks around.

Oh, do you smell that Arthur? Urine, vomit, stale coffee, cheap perfume, vermin, fecal matter…sweet ambrosia to my olfactory senses. It's the stink of justice that you just can't shower off!
 
"I'm sure millions of viewers out there are just wondering what it's like to wear the tights of justice. Well, it's tingly and it's uncomfortable, but it gets the job done and, oh, the job of it."
 
It's nearly 1 in the morning and I'm off to get some food finally after having waited because I want to avoid everyone else on my landing, due to them being annoying.
 
Hey, I have to walk to the mail box and back. That's seriously like at least 300 feet. If you walked out your door, got in your car, drove there, walked into the store, walked around for a movie and repeated in reverse then you probably would have walked a comparable distance. So :P
 
We do, but I didn't know you were savvy enough to know that so I used the innocuous fuel. Is that how you spell innocuous?
 
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