'Bring On The Night'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
It's the gummint's tracking chip. Go get a penknife, some ethyl alcohol and a some tin foil, stat.
Seriously!
The only reason I haven't already done this is because I am superwuss, and the fear of cutting myself far outweighs a) actual pain, even pain this hurty/stabby, and b) the fear of being tracked by alien/government/pan-dimensional microchip.
I am bewildered by losing a piece of paper on my desk. It is nowhere to be found!
{{{juliana, Cash, Sean, S, everybody}}}
The only reason I haven't already done this is because I am superwuss, and the fear of cutting myself far outweighs a) actual pain, even pain this hurty/stabby, and b) the fear of being tracked by alien/government/pan-dimensional microchip.
Hey, if you don't mind the alien overlords headquartered at Area 51 knowing your lunchmeat preferences, it's up to you.
We all know that Sean likes headcheese. We don't need an alien RFID for that.
assberet
New favorite term.
I wish I could claim credit, but I got it from a blog. (Pandagon, I think.)
We all know that Sean likes headcheese. We don't need an alien RFID for that.
*We* don't.
The aliens do.
Pandagon
Why does this sound like an eight-sided panda? Or a black-and-white geometric shape?
Either that or it's a new set of dice for RPGs.
Seventy more posts people! Let's get a move on!