I'm gonna getcha... >:D
AllRIGHT!
I'm a Strawberry Daiqery, discover your ALcoHoLiC personality! You're a Strawberry Daiqery! You're the person that everyone just wants to have sex with. Nothing more, nothing less.
*cackles wickedly* I've always suspected it! *bats eyes innocently* ^^
Right now I am fighting a losing battle to go get some chicken teriyaki at the chinese restaurant just across the street. Bad, bad Kathryn! *smacks self on hand*
And now... because Mary and I are just too, too random...
Isilrandir: *listens to Vassily/Arkady soundtrack*
PrvyHobbitFncier: haw haw haw!
Isilrandir: They're so damn angsty...
PrvyHobbitFncier: No kidding!
PrvyHobbitFncier: *is amazed*
Isilrandir: *loves the angst*
Isilrandir: *wallows in it*
PrvyHobbitFncier: *pours it on your head*
Isilrandir: *happily takes a shower in it*
PrvyHobbitFncier: *runs over you with the angst bus*
Isilrandir: *gets on and zooms around with all the angsty people*
PrvyHobbitFncier: *is in the back laughing her ass off*
Isilrandir: *runs over a cow*
Isilrandir: *wonders when the angst bus turned into the short bus*
PrvyHobbitFncier: *maybe when I chopped off the back half?*
PrvyHobbitFncier: *giggles helplessly*
Isilrandir: NOOOOoooooOOOOOOO!! *puts on a helmet*
PrvyHobbitFncier: *farts like crazy* SAAAAAAFETYYYYYYYYY
Isilrandir: AUGH!!!! *throws you off the bus*
PrvyHobbitFncier: *cackles as it explodes in the flames of my gases*
Isilrandir: *drives it over a cliff and bails out*
PrvyHobbitFncier: *comes up from behind you and gives you an atomic wedgie*
Isilrandir: *turns around and gives you an atomic snuggie*
and, a different conversation started by my comment about being a strawberry daiquri...
PrvyHobbitFncier: Everyone wants my booty. ;-)
Isilrandir: *smacks your booty* Hell yeah!
PrvyHobbitFncier: *winks at you* Don't do that baby, I like it!
Isilrandir: *wiggles eyebrows*
PrvyHobbitFncier: *wiggles arse*
Isilrandir: *gets a boner*
PrvyHobbitFncier: *gives you a lap dance*
Isilrandir: Woo! O_o
PrvyHobbitFncier: *takes off shirt*
Isilrandir: *stuffs money in yer bra*
PrvyHobbitFncier: *licks lips seductively at you*
Isilrandir: *gets all excited*
PrvyHobbitFncier: *wiggles*
Isilrandir: *faints*
PrvyHobbitFncier: *stares at you for a moment before picking your pocket and getting the hell outta dodge*
Isilrandir: *wakes up and cries*
PrvyHobbitFncier: *feels pity for you and only takes the bad picture of you from high school*
Isilrandir: *tracks you down and kills you*
PrvyHobbitFncier: *comes back as an awfully sexy dead woman*
Isilrandir: HEE!
PrvyHobbitFncier: *drops clods of strangely appealing dirt all over your living room*
Isilrandir: *vacuums up after you*
PrvyHobbitFncier: *falls asleep and snores on your bed* *makes quite a stench*
Isilrandir: *buries you in the backyard*
PrvyHobbitFncier: *takes your vassily/arkady soundtrack with her*
PrvyHobbitFncier: *poisons your flowerbed*
Isilrandir: *has many backups*
PrvyHobbitFncier: *warbles in the middle of the night* my giiiirrrrlfriend's back now you're gonna be in trouble...
PrvyHobbitFncier: *tries to make like Texas Chainsaw Massacre but can only manage Tallahassee Spork Disaster*
Isilrandir: *lmao*
Isilrandir: ARGH!
PrvyHobbitFncier: *sporks you wickedly*
Isilrandir: *loves it*
Isilrandir: *gets another boner*
PrvyHobbitFncier: *wonders what the unholy crap is wrong with you, man!!*
Isilrandir: *is a masochist, okay!?*
PrvyHobbitFncier: *makes you listen to Britney Speares* YOU LIKE PAIN?! I'LL GIVE YOU PAIN!
Isilrandir: *writhes around in agonized delight*
*yawn* Hee hee hee! I love my cowgirl icon. I'll bet I'd make a good cowgirl...
*mental image of Kathryn in pigtails, tight pants, tight button-up shirt, cowboy hat, necktie, loaded pistols....* *gets somewhat afraid* Heh, heh, heh.
^^ well, I'm off to go finish reading Tartuffe and try not to think about how good that chicken teriyaki would taste.... ;-) And listen to some more twangy bluegrass country goodness. Yes, yes, I realize I'm compromising all I ever held sacred, but what can I say? Ya gotta do what ya gotta do. Ah, shoot me. (Or better yet---Sara! Emily!! GIVE ME SOME GOOD SUGGESTIONS!)
Later, darlings. ;-)
I'm a Strawberry Daiqery, discover your ALcoHoLiC personality! You're a Strawberry Daiqery! You're the person that everyone just wants to have sex with. Nothing more, nothing less.
*cackles wickedly* I've always suspected it! *bats eyes innocently* ^^
Right now I am fighting a losing battle to go get some chicken teriyaki at the chinese restaurant just across the street. Bad, bad Kathryn! *smacks self on hand*
And now... because Mary and I are just too, too random...
Isilrandir: *listens to Vassily/Arkady soundtrack*
PrvyHobbitFncier: haw haw haw!
Isilrandir: They're so damn angsty...
PrvyHobbitFncier: No kidding!
PrvyHobbitFncier: *is amazed*
Isilrandir: *loves the angst*
Isilrandir: *wallows in it*
PrvyHobbitFncier: *pours it on your head*
Isilrandir: *happily takes a shower in it*
PrvyHobbitFncier: *runs over you with the angst bus*
Isilrandir: *gets on and zooms around with all the angsty people*
PrvyHobbitFncier: *is in the back laughing her ass off*
Isilrandir: *runs over a cow*
Isilrandir: *wonders when the angst bus turned into the short bus*
PrvyHobbitFncier: *maybe when I chopped off the back half?*
PrvyHobbitFncier: *giggles helplessly*
Isilrandir: NOOOOoooooOOOOOOO!! *puts on a helmet*
PrvyHobbitFncier: *farts like crazy* SAAAAAAFETYYYYYYYYY
Isilrandir: AUGH!!!! *throws you off the bus*
PrvyHobbitFncier: *cackles as it explodes in the flames of my gases*
Isilrandir: *drives it over a cliff and bails out*
PrvyHobbitFncier: *comes up from behind you and gives you an atomic wedgie*
Isilrandir: *turns around and gives you an atomic snuggie*
and, a different conversation started by my comment about being a strawberry daiquri...
PrvyHobbitFncier: Everyone wants my booty. ;-)
Isilrandir: *smacks your booty* Hell yeah!
PrvyHobbitFncier: *winks at you* Don't do that baby, I like it!
Isilrandir: *wiggles eyebrows*
PrvyHobbitFncier: *wiggles arse*
Isilrandir: *gets a boner*
PrvyHobbitFncier: *gives you a lap dance*
Isilrandir: Woo! O_o
PrvyHobbitFncier: *takes off shirt*
Isilrandir: *stuffs money in yer bra*
PrvyHobbitFncier: *licks lips seductively at you*
Isilrandir: *gets all excited*
PrvyHobbitFncier: *wiggles*
Isilrandir: *faints*
PrvyHobbitFncier: *stares at you for a moment before picking your pocket and getting the hell outta dodge*
Isilrandir: *wakes up and cries*
PrvyHobbitFncier: *feels pity for you and only takes the bad picture of you from high school*
Isilrandir: *tracks you down and kills you*
PrvyHobbitFncier: *comes back as an awfully sexy dead woman*
Isilrandir: HEE!
PrvyHobbitFncier: *drops clods of strangely appealing dirt all over your living room*
Isilrandir: *vacuums up after you*
PrvyHobbitFncier: *falls asleep and snores on your bed* *makes quite a stench*
Isilrandir: *buries you in the backyard*
PrvyHobbitFncier: *takes your vassily/arkady soundtrack with her*
PrvyHobbitFncier: *poisons your flowerbed*
Isilrandir: *has many backups*
PrvyHobbitFncier: *warbles in the middle of the night* my giiiirrrrlfriend's back now you're gonna be in trouble...
PrvyHobbitFncier: *tries to make like Texas Chainsaw Massacre but can only manage Tallahassee Spork Disaster*
Isilrandir: *lmao*
Isilrandir: ARGH!
PrvyHobbitFncier: *sporks you wickedly*
Isilrandir: *loves it*
Isilrandir: *gets another boner*
PrvyHobbitFncier: *wonders what the unholy crap is wrong with you, man!!*
Isilrandir: *is a masochist, okay!?*
PrvyHobbitFncier: *makes you listen to Britney Speares* YOU LIKE PAIN?! I'LL GIVE YOU PAIN!
Isilrandir: *writhes around in agonized delight*
*yawn* Hee hee hee! I love my cowgirl icon. I'll bet I'd make a good cowgirl...
*mental image of Kathryn in pigtails, tight pants, tight button-up shirt, cowboy hat, necktie, loaded pistols....* *gets somewhat afraid* Heh, heh, heh.
^^ well, I'm off to go finish reading Tartuffe and try not to think about how good that chicken teriyaki would taste.... ;-) And listen to some more twangy bluegrass country goodness. Yes, yes, I realize I'm compromising all I ever held sacred, but what can I say? Ya gotta do what ya gotta do. Ah, shoot me. (Or better yet---Sara! Emily!! GIVE ME SOME GOOD SUGGESTIONS!)
Later, darlings. ;-)