PETE!!!!
What should I wear to MCR?
Hey, Paul MIGHT be fraggable, if you do it a little before 8. But he'd pumpkinize like so much orange mist at around 8:55, on account of the Holy Day of Obligation.
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PETE!!!!
What should I wear to MCR?
Hey, Paul MIGHT be fraggable, if you do it a little before 8. But he'd pumpkinize like so much orange mist at around 8:55, on account of the Holy Day of Obligation.
Does this mean we can drink champagne and pet your nape?
Been there. Done that. Going back for more.
And also? Does anyone else think "Jennifer Runyon" when the word "funyon" is used?
I'm so totally going to hitch a ride in Lee's trunk when she heads over to watch "Slings and Arrows" wid da Kool Kids and the 'tilda toes.
on account of the Holy Day of Obligation.
It took a moment but we're talking SPN, aren't we?
If Paul wishes to join, let him know I'll give him a call when I'm heading onto Live.
My plans are AWESOME and my shenanigans are EVEN AWESOMER.
You are just so selfish. All your wife wants is a Rock Star. And she wants both her rockstar AND you. Take one for the team, wouldya?
It took a moment but we're talking SPN, aren't we?
Yes, sir.
Take one for the team, wouldya?
Given that we're talking about two men living under one roof, I fear your phrase may be more literal than I care for.
"We few. We happy few. We band of buggered."
PSA for MFNlaw: Delsym. Stops the coughing impulse, and that's it. Lets you sleep, eat and such. No more spasms.
And also Pete? I can't believe that a strong, handsome, virile man such as yourself is worried by a little emo singer who wears make-up.
That is just so ...
Well, funny. But adorable also.
*smooch*
Okay, of all the ways to end my previously described day, the drive home was not one of the good ones.
Not only was there an SUV pulled over in the right hand lane two blocks from work, forcing people to OMG figure out how to merge, but then red light at the intersections a half mile down the road was out, so I spent the next 25 minutes stuck behind a truck with a licence plate holder that said "ass grass or gas. Nobody rides for free". Then I went to the supermarket to pick up dinner, and the SPN WWN, and the cashier really wanted to have a conversation that was half mocking the paper and half an earnest discussion of what Heaven would be like.
I am however home now, and I didn't shriek at anyone.
At least not so they could hear me.