Have You Seen This Rain God??

[The Good Reverend Roger]

Yeah, that was an interesting blip in the radar...fucking Dreamhost owes Faust! *shakes fist*

Badges = right--good to see you. 

Thanks.  If I vanish again in the future, don't be too concerned.  I'm pretty busy these days.  Or I've been eaten by cannibal street urchins.

[Kai]

I am here.

I was busy.  Sorry if I caused any concern, SG.  And you don't get to move.  You're one of the few bipeds in this town, and the thought of you moving to Fayetteville (FFS) is too nauseating to contemplate.  For Chrissakes, they don't even have the right number of chromosomes there.  They're like FISH PEOPLE!  Giant, walking, air breathing CATFISH.  They go through postal workers faster than the post office can recruit ex-Marines.  I think they eat them.

Anyway, enough of this fucking around.  Get your toy-boy to move back here, and we can all pretend he's part of the furniture.

Yours truly,
Commander Ringmeat

[Jenne]

Yeah, that was an interesting blip in the radar...fucking Dreamhost owes Faust! *shakes fist*

Badges = right--good to see you. 

Thanks.  If I vanish again in the future, don't be too concerned.  I'm pretty busy these days.  Or I've been eaten by cannibal street urchins.

I was only worried once S_G said Maria hadn't seen you lately, either.  But if you've been living in your office, well...I could see how that could be.

Don't get buried under the bullshit, Rog...life's too short, dude! 


(and we miss the fuck outta ya)

[Sister_Gothique]

I am here.

I was busy.  Sorry if I caused any concern, SG.  And you don't get to move.  You're one of the few bipeds in this town, and the thought of you moving to Fayetteville (FFS) is too nauseating to contemplate.  For Chrissakes, they don't even have the right number of chromosomes there.  They're like FISH PEOPLE!  Giant, walking, air breathing CATFISH.  They go through postal workers faster than the post office can recruit ex-Marines.  I think they eat them.

Anyway, enough of this fucking around.  Get your toy-boy to move back here, and we can all pretend he's part of the furniture.

Yours truly,
Commander Ringmeat

Hm, and I thought I was usually the furniture in the relationship.Go figure..Though I could likely convince him to come back, I don't wanna stay here...You(/the family) and my parents are the ONLY redeeming features in this over-sized litter box.

Now that you have made your way back to the internets....my laptop is the broken..Your awesome return must have overpowered it.

[East Coast Hustle]

ATTN ROGER:

If you can make it to Vegas by this afternoon, I will allow you to bask in the glory that is my winning streak.

also, we can spit warm coors light on people from the hotel room balcony.

[Richter]

also, we can spit warm coors light on people from the hotel room balcony.

Why even put it in your mouth first? 

[The Good Reverend Roger]

ATTN ROGER:

If you can make it to Vegas by this afternoon, I will allow you to bask in the glory that is my winning streak.

also, we can spit warm coors light on people from the hotel room balcony.

As much as it pains me not to be able to abuse people in Vegas, the new gig makes impromptu travel very difficult. 

Puke on someone for me.  It's the American thing to do...and we're all good Americans here, right?

[The Good Reverend Roger]

also, we can spit warm coors light on people from the hotel room balcony.

Why even put it in your mouth first? 

Common courtesy, of course. 

[The Good Reverend Roger]

Hm, and I thought I was usually the furniture in the relationship.Go figure..Though I could likely convince him to come back, I don't wanna stay here...You(/the family) and my parents are the ONLY redeeming features in this over-sized litter box.

But in Fayetteville, you will be on the very fringe of my sexiness.  It will be drowned out by the hordes of knuckle-dragging NASCAR fans and their battered wives!  But, hey, if you want to go live in the land of the fish people...well, don't blame me when the inevitable happens and your children are all born with webbed feet and bent knees.

[Sir Squid Diddimus]

Yo, where's my sweater bitch!


~runs...... FAST~

[The Good Reverend Roger]

Yo, where's my sweater bitch!


~runs...... FAST~

wut

[Sir Squid Diddimus]

bah.

[Richter]

also, we can spit warm coors light on people from the hotel room balcony.

Why even put it in your mouth first? 

Common courtesy, of course. 

So noted, we miss such finer points here in the north. 
Around these parts, it's a courtesy if you take it out of the can first.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

also, we can spit warm coors light on people from the hotel room balcony.

Why even put it in your mouth first? 

Common courtesy, of course. 

So noted, we miss such finer points here in the north. 
Around these parts, it's a courtesy if you take it out of the can first.

[Sister_Gothique]

Hm, and I thought I was usually the furniture in the relationship.Go figure..Though I could likely convince him to come back, I don't wanna stay here...You(/the family) and my parents are the ONLY redeeming features in this over-sized litter box.

But in Fayetteville, you will be on the very fringe of my sexiness.  It will be drowned out by the hordes of knuckle-dragging NASCAR fans and their battered wives!  But, hey, if you want to go live in the land of the fish people...well, don't blame me when the inevitable happens and your children are all born with webbed feet and bent knees.

Aw, your sexiness will never be drowned out....and if the wife ever changes her mind on the concubine thing, I better be the first to know. I called dibs! As for webbed feet and the like...Well, anything with my genes is destined to be mentally screwed anyway...and will inherently make bad decisions, I would assume.