Quarter point for snark, bt, but no.
Here's one I forgot about (no guessing on this one, of course) while you try to figure out crap.
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Emmett told me the most elaborate, funny, bizarro horror story tonight. "And then the ash monster had lightning that came out of his eyes and lava balls shooting through his fingertips, and he roared like a wolf in pain at the spirit ghost of Dr. Frankenstein...."
Emmett: "And *then* they picked up the Golden Spear...
Me: "Where did they get that?"
Emmett: "The golden spear room."
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Back to your regularly scheduled crap...
Mrrrrnt.
Wrong, DJ.
I think that's a fairly distinctive voice. C'mon folks.
eta:
Wrong Juliana.
Two more guesses.
I love that one, and have often used "The *** room!" to answer where things came from when I have no actual clue.
Hee
eta-which is to say, obviously not.
(I think this is a fun game, but anyone who can quickly tell me what the opposite of successor is in legal terms wins points from ME. It can't be progenitor, I don't think, b/c that implies genetics.)
Points to bon! Yay!
Fill in the blank. Same person twice.
[________]: Well, I once had a girl scout leader who took a 9mm on all our hikes because she was scared of the bats in the woods, and no one could convince that they didn't at least have eggs (maybe they purchased them from spiders) to deposit in one's hair.
Matt: Ah, being led through the woods by a gun-toting moron. How reassuring.
[_________]: I liked her. She was a bit nuts, but very fun. She ended meetings with having one of the girls feed her husband's boa constrictor a live mouse, and instead of making Christmas tree ornaments, we made fireworks. Come the rapture, we were the troop to be in.
