Treat it like a fortune cookie, shrift.
Well, it'd be better than the real fortune cookie I got today, which said:
:) A good time to finish up old tasks. :)
Thanks for reminding me about those invoices I needed to fill out from two weeks ago, fortune cookie. Thanks a bunch.
As scary/craxy things go, I don't see that comment as much of either. Just seems like general fannish noise to me. YS/CMV.
Though if they ever do an American remake, it totally needs to star you.
I do so love baseball bats.
As scary/craxy things go, I don't see that comment as much of either.
I didn't think it was particularly scary/craxy so much as unbearably pretentious hyperbole.
Your Pretentiousness May Vary.
"Nilly" is my fault. I have a thing against online nicknames - I HATE THEM. With a fucking passion. Whenever anybody calls me gossi in real life I cringe inside, and want to smash my brain out with a cricket bat (there's a Shaun of the Dead deleted subplot). (Look, Jars, you and Nibbler caused me brain damage).
ETA: "Jars" and "Nibbler" even.
Um, but Nilly is her name. (right?)
Oh.
Fuck.
Yes, my day is going great.
Sorry, Nilly, I had no idea.
"LameKev"
For the record, not that I can imagine myself whedonesqued, but "ita" is grounds for brains smashing -- not mine own, and not with a bat.