"If you were just going to talk to someone, I don't know that you would need a wig, a trench coat, an air cartridge BB gun and pepper spray," said Orlando police Sgt. Barbara Jones. "It's just really a very sad case."
This is exactly the quote I was trying to send my coworker who told me about this story! If they weren't astronauts, it wouldn't be nearly as amusing.
You can have mine, cashmere, I'll happily send it along. I don't like regular neck t-shirts, only v-necks. Um, I think I slept in it once, but you know, it's washed and folded. Just e me your addie.
I think I want Indian for lunch today. Who's with me?
::sticks tounge out at tommyrot ::
You, hush!
I already had Indian for lunch. I'm with Daisy Jane proactively!
When I die in Chicago, will you get David Hewlett to speak at my funeral?
Dude, it's just that I stupidly wore shoes with no tread today. I'm not going to let you die of exposure! And besides, it's supposed to be sunny and significantly warmer when you get here. Not that you'll consider it warm.
I'm not sure I have enough money to pay for an appearance fee, but I'll do my best.
Chicken tikka masala, with roti.
I'm eating a salad and trying not to stab a user who wants me to assign her a printer that doesn't exist.