Sean, are you at my house?
No, not yet. I was waiting for traffic to die down. Maybe a little after 8:00 or so, I plan on heading over there, and spending the night.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Sean, are you at my house?
No, not yet. I was waiting for traffic to die down. Maybe a little after 8:00 or so, I plan on heading over there, and spending the night.
Cool. I will be here for a long time it looks like so if you have any queestions, you can call me on my cell.
Cripes, Lee. Sorry to hear that.
Eh, it happens. People should entertain me though.
I'm not your monkey!
I'm not your monkey!
You aren't?! Then whose monkey are you? And what have you done with Sean? Couldn't ya just dance and fling dung a little? Would that kill ya?
You sure? I thought there was a memo about that.
eta: (hee on the x-post) Um, if you are going to fling dung, can you do it before you get to my place?
Dance, monkey! Dance!
Lee, that bites. I'm sorry that security decided to open your presents like it was their own personal Christmas.
You may touch my monkey now.
t /Sprockets