The Poptart Cat-Out: Nyan Nyan Nyan Nyan Nyan Nyan Nyan

[Jazzmarazz]

*Milady gets blown up by explodey red barrel next to her.*

Milady: Hey!
Tan: *giggle* I warned you!
Milady: Well, there was a guy trying to kill me with a chainsaw, I didn't have time to mentally translate your warning before you shot a split second later.
Tan: *more giggle*

Hmph.



And I'm not even employed yet, soon I'll be getting paid to collect the material for these stories!

I plan on having stories like, "One day I typed wr mem, and forgot the explicit allow all statement."
Yeah, lame huh?

[Drageuth]

Fixed that for you. At the very least, she'll remember you.

Well... it is pretty impressive...

[Ivolt]

I seem to have crushed my toe by dropping my bed on it.

What an odd life I lead.

[Drageuth]

I plan on having stories like, "One day I typed wr mem, and forgot the explicit allow all statement."
Yeah, lame huh?

When I was on my training thing out in Kamloops, we were staying at a motel. One Friday night, I had just gotten back to the motel after grabbing some Wendys. I was planning on reading for a bit and going to bed.
Apparently there was some boozing going on with a couple of my classmates next door. They invited me over. I ate my Wendys and went over.

When I get there, the guy whose room it was and one of our under-age classmates were having a conversation, and Steve (the guy whose room it was) was gesturing with a knife about some fucked up sex thing he got to do with some chick (and yes, it involved a knife). I had already heard this story (and it still keeps me up at nights), so I grabbed a beer.

Within FIVE FUCKING MINUTES of me being there, Steve stabbed himself in the ass. Pretty good, too. He didn't stop telling his story while he had his pants down, wiping up blood and applying a bandage in front of five people he has known for all of a week.

That was a fucked up night. We may have killed a hooker, too -- I'm a little fuzzy on the details.

Then we watched Jersey Shore.

[Jazzmarazz]

One more and I'll do it:

*The Stuff you dropped your bed on* Thread

[Drageuth]

I seem to have crushed my toe by dropping my bed on it.

What an odd life I lead.

Replace "toe" with "laptop," and I've done that.

[Colamisu]

Well... it is pretty impressive...

She'll ask "Why don't you come back to my place after I get off work. I'll give you some physical therapy."

[Milady]

I want to go play something on the PS3. But I'm stuck here repeatedly checking for new posts.

I don't even have any links to update. MY SECTIONS KEEP MAGICALLY UPDATING THEMSELVES. I finally get some free time back and people go and recruit new mods with nothing else better to do.

I can't tell if this pleases me or not.

[Milady]

Oh, which reminds me. My boyfriend recently started playing Pokemon.

We're rapidly approaching the day I need to buy myself two of every console, so I don't have to share.

[Drageuth]

She'll ask "Why don't you come back to my place after I get off work. I'll give you some physical therapy."

And I'll say, "Well, it hurts so bad... I think it needs a kiss to make it feel better."

Then tacky 80s techno/jazz/club music will start up.

[Jazzmarazz]

When I was on my training thing out in Kamloops, we were staying at a motel. One Friday night, I had just gotten back to the motel after grabbing some Wendys. I was planning on reading for a bit and going to bed.
Apparently there was some boozing going on with a couple of my classmates next door. They invited me over. I ate my Wendys and went over.

When I get there, the guy whose room it was and one of our under-age classmates were having a conversation, and Steve (the guy whose room it was) was gesturing with a knife about some fucked up sex thing he got to do with some chick (and yes, it involved a knife). I had already heard this story (and it still keeps me up at nights), so I grabbed a beer.

Within FIVE FUCKING MINUTES of me being there, Steve stabbed himself in the ass. Pretty good, too. He didn't stop telling his story while he had his pants down, wiping up blood and applying a bandage in front of five people he has known for all of a week.

That was a fucked up night. We may have killed a hooker, too -- I'm a little fuzzy on the details.

Then we watched Jersey Shore.

Maybe I wasn't trained as well, but normally I leave my knives at work.

[Colamisu]

I want to go play something on the PS3. But I'm stuck here repeatedly checking for new posts.

I don't even have any links to update. MY SECTIONS KEEP MAGICALLY UPDATING THEMSELVES. I finally get some free time back and people go and recruit new mods with nothing else better to do.

I can't tell if this pleases me or not.

Should go watch some anime, clearly. I bet even women like Maya's legs.

[Drageuth]

I want to go play something on the PS3. But I'm stuck here repeatedly checking for new posts.

I don't even have any links to update. MY SECTIONS KEEP MAGICALLY UPDATING THEMSELVES. I finally get some free time back and people go and recruit new mods with nothing else better to do.

I can't tell if this pleases me or not.

I know! Overzealous little motherfuckers....
Oh well. Just enjoy all of the perks with none of the responsibilities of a mod. Go ban some newbs to make yourself feel productive.

Oh, which reminds me. My boyfriend recently started playing Pokemon.

We're rapidly approaching the day I need to buy myself two of every console, so I don't have to share.

WHOA WHOA WHOA

... which Pokemon?

[Ivolt]

Oh, which reminds me. My boyfriend recently started playing Pokemon.

We're rapidly approaching the day I need to buy myself two of every console, so I don't have to share.

Then you can link the consoles together, so you can play games together from the sanctity of different rooms!

[Colamisu]

And I'll say, "Well, it hurts so bad... I think it needs a kiss to make it feel better."

Then tacky 80s techno/jazz/club music will start up.

With random throat humming tossed in for good measure. Or possibly just this "song" playing instead.