But was it a WEREllama...?
Goodbye and Good Riddance 2010: Don't Let the Door Hit Ya...
Every year we watch the Charlie Brown special, do the Snoopy dance, wish everybody a Merry Christmukkah, and thank our Secret Santas in the good riddance thread. Which is this one, in case you were wondering. Oh, and 2010? We have a few words for you.
Are you saying my mother sired your sister into werellamaness?
Because if so, I think that means we're related. Cool.
Yes, it's all part of a secret Irish-Scots-Jewish shifter Midwestern-Israeli love cult that involves lots of shedding, spitting, big pretty eyes and a shitton of books.
OMG I AM GOING TO WRITE THIS AND BE RICH!
Damn. I totally should have been writing about werellamas, not this wimpy feminist Arthurian crap.
All those chalk hillside carvings? They weren't deer; they were werellamas.
Damn. I totally should have been writing about werellamas, not this wimpy feminist Arthurian crap.
It's true, werellamas are the new Twilight. Romance novels, films and TV shows featuring the illicit excitement and danger of brooding bad-boy werellamas will be the next big thing. (Instead of sparkling when they get worked up, they spit on you. Possibly sparkle-spit.)
never mind ... I need to READ before posting
My extremely Slack Secret Santa package has been shipped.
I've been kinda waiting to say some things to see how they pan out but
I'm MOVING TO VERMONT !! To be with SecondLifeNoRealLifeBoyfriend (SLNRLBF) aka Will. Well I won't be living with him, and I'll be about an hour a way. But still IN THE SAME STATE!
I have an apartment pretty much lined up and no job, but I'm hoping to get with a temp agency when I'm there.
I've never lived more than 1 1/2 away from my home town and I'm going to be about 1400 miles away. I'm really really excited.
Wow, askye! That's exciting! Good luck with the move and everything.