I don't know about the glitter -- that stuff gets everywhere. Although, if I am a deity, I can make it all magnetized glitter, that jumps into the trash bag as soon as I want it to, can't I? Just like my chocolate would be immune to melting.
Well, my days of not taking you seriously are certainly coming to a middle.
Mal ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Natter 45: Smooth as Billy Dee Williams.
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.
Nutty - Aug 02, 2006 7:20:41 am PDT #9921 of 10002
"Mister Spock is on his fanny, sir. Reports heavy damage."
Toddson - Aug 02, 2006 7:22:18 am PDT #9922 of 10002
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"
Or bio-degradable glitter - one good rain and it melts?
tommyrot - Aug 02, 2006 7:23:18 am PDT #9923 of 10002
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Or the glitter serves as food for the toads (after the rain of toads).
brenda m - Aug 02, 2006 7:30:26 am PDT #9924 of 10002
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Chocolate glitter, y'all. You're the deity, you can make it work.
§ ita § - Aug 02, 2006 7:30:46 am PDT #9925 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I don't want there to be toads.
I also don't want it to be morning, on the assumption that I will be less sleepy in the afternoon. I'm barely keeping my eyes open, and for some reason on the drive in it made me spill tears.
tommyrot - Aug 02, 2006 7:34:20 am PDT #9926 of 10002
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
I don't want there to be toads.
The plague of snakes will take care of them.
Gudanov - Aug 02, 2006 7:40:11 am PDT #9927 of 10002
Coding and Sleeping
The plague of snakes will take care of them.
Then will come the gorillas that thrive on snake meat.
Steph L. - Aug 02, 2006 7:41:18 am PDT #9928 of 10002
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe
And then....
....lake sharks.
With frickin' laser beams.
tommyrot - Aug 02, 2006 7:43:27 am PDT #9929 of 10002
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
And then the cyborg pterodactyls with titanium claws to cut up the sharks....
Frankenbuddha - Aug 02, 2006 7:45:11 am PDT #9930 of 10002
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"
I think Job was kind of a doormat. I think, if I were a deity, I would want my worshippers not to act like doormats. If I'm acting like a jerk, I want to hear about it, that I may correct my jerky ways.
And honestly, I'd have a deity who comes across like the guy who makes up fraternity initiation rituals...TO THE EXTREME! It's bad enough we have a despot-in-chief who is like that.
Hmmm. Maybe there's something to that whole direct-line-to-God thing after all.
Is suddenly very scared