Then I will just have a mountain of burnt sugar shards. I'm not sure what I could do with that. Beyond wounding a passing diabetic.
Spike's Bitches 45: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
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Melt them into one big shard?
You realize that this is NOT HELPING?
I mean, it totally helps me rationalize having a kitchen torch. But I am a little afraid that Pete is going to call me soon to have a little chat about fire and why it's bad for me to have.
He has Spidey sense or somesuch when it's something that can get both Jilli and I in trouble and gleeful.
I didn't say it was a GOOD idea, just an idea.
YOU CANNOT STOP ME FROM THINKING!!!!!
But I am a little afraid that Pete is going to call me soon to have a little chat about fire and why it's bad for me to have.
Nah, he's off at D&D!
Nah, he's off at D&D!
hopefully, not in a prison.
If he gets too wrathful with Jilli and Cass they'll send him to jail.
And then? No D&D.
The justice system is on your side, ladies.
Why am I freaking out that I'll never get married and have kids? My brain is weird.
Don't worry, your advisor has nothing whatsoever to do with you getting married and/or having kids.
Great, just got an Howler email from my mom. "And NO, YOU CANNOT HAVE A TORCH!!!"
Nah, he's off at D&D!
He goes to D&D and you get pink hair or we both get gleeful at the thought of kitchen torches. I don't think prison will thwart him from D&D. D&D will find a way. Kinda like the boy dinos mating in Jurassic Park.