I'm home. I survived. It actually wasn't a bad day because cashiers aren't allowed to do returns because we always "mess them up". So the managers had a bad day doing returns, while the cashiers just had an evenly paced day doing sales. When I got home Dave was just finishing his morning coffee. We're going to eat yummy leftovers tonight and go see The Chronicles of Narnia tonight.

that's just perfect, sj. I could never decide if the extra money being head cashier made up for the fun of doing returns. At least when I worked for Express the return policy was " of course we'll take it back. and I think it was for 30 days after xmas we gave everyone cash back. made it easy and almost pleasent for all

Horrifyingly, with the newly-discovered Oz-like laconicness & blinking, and the skimpy outfit, I find myself actually on board the fancying Anubis Train. Damn.

See, most people think it's about the Jackal, but it's not. It's all about the head, really, and the brains and the courage to work for a complete ninny that really doesn't have any balls. He has the Ultimate Knowledge any other judge type god has, because he used to be judge, jury, and executioner! ((Let's be nice and ignore the fact that mostly he's just the Baliff and the Janitor now))

Plus, the area below the neck is super super pretty. He has a shiny model body, with Rodney McKay's brain, and pretty Jackal head. The only downside to his skimpy outfit, is there isn't a breeze in the Underworld. On the otherhand, when he's anywhere else, he's all "Whoops," and "Hello Mr. President." It's rather pleasant, really. But no pinching the cheeks, because he is Rodney McKay, and will bludgeon you to death with Theoretical Physics until you apologize and remember to keep the hands away from his ass vacinity.

Additional, he's super powerful, super cool, and his wife is totally cool with having an open relationship half the time, and rather Anya-ish the other half of the time, so he's definately hetero, unlike some of the other Gods out there, and Loki, you totally know this is a shout out to you, you weird "I Love Everything that Has A Pulse" firestarting freak.

EDIT: Loki, serious, I don't care how good that...whatever was in bed, no one else is crazy enough to touch your daughter's mother.

EDIT2: How were you able to even create Fenrir?

EDIT3: I take it back, I don't want to know. You have a worse taste in sex than Zeus, and dude, you know that guy does.

EDIT4: But not first hand I hope, because disturbingly enough, he is your type.

EDIT5: I am in a very very bad place right now, so I'm stopping!

t is broken

Damn, Almare, you should film that and show it every Christmas!

t lays gasping in Fay's arms

Damn, Almare, you should film that and show it every Christmas!

....

Zeus/Loki is an RPS of badness, set at one of Bacchus' Bacchenal's, where someone muddled the Ambrosia with Pan's E and slipped it into Hera's cup, since that's the only time Hera would EVER suggest her husband do Seven Minutes In Heaven, which would of course be ignored since everyone is really drunk and randy, so she'd just shove them both into a closet and walk away and at the end of the night, someone would go in there looking for a room and see a really turned on Sphinx/Harpy thing that vaguely resembles Woody Allen and is also on fire in horrible horrible places, which then results in THE ENTIRE WORLD WOULD IMPLODE and I hate myself for creating the run on sentence of EVIL!

I will never ever be able to look any god in the eye ever again. If I'm lucky, Revelations won't happen in this lifetime, because I'll snicker ever time Jesus talks about Greece or Norway and start muttering things about Xander, Vikings, and ugly, ugly bulls hiding from psycho wives.

Which brings me back to why I love Anubis. Someone, please stop me.

Oh no, Almare, don't stop on account of us.

Whatcha think of Tyr/Baldir?

Oh My God, that sentence made me choak on AIR!

The very thought!!!! Falls apart giggling maddly

Baldir would be all willing but shy and sweet, and Tyr is so innocently hetero!

Baldir: Hey, Tyr, you aren't...

Tyr: Aren't what? Bored? Well, now that you mention it, I would like a quick tumble with a nymph or something.

Baldir: What I mean is, what do you think of Ganymede?

Tyr: She's a lovely woman. Rather flat chested, but hot. She has more leg hair than I do, and that is not the kind of woman I like.

Baldir: You do realize that Ganymede a guy right?

Tyr: Ha! Very funny! Ganymede is Zeus' concubine! She is a most richeous vigorous woman! And She looks lovely in that pink feminine chiton.

Baldir: Okay, yeah, Gan does wear girl's clothes but, what I mean is, would you ever want to, or what I mean is would you ever consider us... takingaquicktumbleoutinabarn???? -blush-blush-blush-

Tyr: If you wanted to spar, you should have just said so! I will fight any one you wish.

Baldir: No, what I mean is, do you want to have an affair? With me?

Tyr: Let us find some large breasted women and gorge our thirst for breast upon them!

Baldir: ...... Fine! I give up! I'm going to go find Ganymede.

Tyr: Have fun! Must go find myself manly aftershave and comb out my chest hair. See you at the meeting.

I can't picture them in any way together, the only way they would ever be involoved, is if Baldir wasn't a man, had never been a man, and would never become a man.

Tyr is a ladies man. Baldir is more of a drag queen's man. It's wrong wrong wrong like Woody Allen/Ian McKellen. It's levels of wrong in a funny wrong! Zeus/Loki is the kind of wrong that makes kitten's go blind.

And for Future refrence, because I know there is a Buffista out there wondering, the God with the award for most chest hair is....

THOR!

And the Goddess who steals the award for most leg hair is.....

BASTET!

No speeches necessary, you may both come and pick up your complimentary grooming supplies at your discretion.