Okay, so Richter and I shoved Dimo through THREE ceilings, sharpened the air, and got into our battle suits. We left the flaps open in case things get out of hand, you know, you have to PLAN for that sort of thing. We're wearing those Lego-block Japanese clogs, and dancing like there's no tomorrow, because there ISN'T a tomorrow, as far as you know.
Hell, Richter - against my advice, mind you - even went so far as to LET THE BEAT DROP.
And then nobody came to our PD party.
:cry:
Sorry, I had to shave my chest hair into the shape of a narwhal.
Sorry, I had to record Cop Rock.
Sorry, I was nailed to the floor.
Quote from: Pæs on June 09, 2014, 10:29:02 PM
Sorry, I was nailed to the floor.
Ran out of Miguels again, did you?
Sorry, I was busy Belgium.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 09, 2014, 10:42:33 PM
Quote from: Pæs on June 09, 2014, 10:29:02 PM
Sorry, I was nailed to the floor.
Ran out of Miguels again, did you?
We went to the zoo and of one of the apes I observed, "Not a single fuck was gibbon that day."
I may never be forgibbon.
Quote from: Pæs on June 10, 2014, 01:52:12 AM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 09, 2014, 10:42:33 PM
Quote from: Pæs on June 09, 2014, 10:29:02 PM
Sorry, I was nailed to the floor.
Ran out of Miguels again, did you?
We went to the zoo and of one of the apes I observed, "Not a single fuck was gibbon that day."
I may never be forgibbon.
Yeeeah.
Raingod curse for that one, fucker.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 10, 2014, 02:01:14 AM
Quote from: Pæs on June 10, 2014, 01:52:12 AM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 09, 2014, 10:42:33 PM
Quote from: Pæs on June 09, 2014, 10:29:02 PM
Sorry, I was nailed to the floor.
Ran out of Miguels again, did you?
We went to the zoo and of one of the apes I observed, "Not a single fuck was gibbon that day."
I may never be forgibbon.
Yeeeah.
Raingod curse for that one, fucker.
Rain, wind lash New Zealand (http://www.stuff.co.nz/national/10138645/Rain-wind-lash-New-Zealand)
Quote from: Pæs on June 10, 2014, 02:07:55 AM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 10, 2014, 02:01:14 AM
Quote from: Pæs on June 10, 2014, 01:52:12 AM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 09, 2014, 10:42:33 PM
Quote from: Pæs on June 09, 2014, 10:29:02 PM
Sorry, I was nailed to the floor.
Ran out of Miguels again, did you?
We went to the zoo and of one of the apes I observed, "Not a single fuck was gibbon that day."
I may never be forgibbon.
Yeeeah.
Raingod curse for that one, fucker.
Rain, wind lash New Zealand (http://www.stuff.co.nz/national/10138645/Rain-wind-lash-New-Zealand)
Damn. I get better at this every year.
I hate to think what the weather would have done had you been at the zoo with us.
Quote from: Pæs on June 10, 2014, 02:39:44 AM
I hate to think what the weather would have done had you been at the zoo with us.
You cannot exit visa enough.
COME TO THE ZOO WITH US, ROGER. IS NOT TRAP.
WE GIVE THE PAESIOR GUARANTEE.
Quote from: Pæs on June 10, 2014, 02:45:35 AM
COME TO THE ZOO WITH US, ROGER. IS NOT TRAP.
WE GIVE THE PAESIOR GUARANTEE.
"Roger, take a turn feeding street urchins to the alligators. Is great fun."
"SHUT UP, PIG!"
"BAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA"
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 10, 2014, 03:12:28 AM
Quote from: Pæs on June 10, 2014, 02:45:35 AM
COME TO THE ZOO WITH US, ROGER. IS NOT TRAP.
WE GIVE THE PAESIOR GUARANTEE.
"Roger, take a turn feeding street urchins to the alligators. Is great fun."
"SHUT UP, PIG!"
"BAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA"
Agreed, it'd be shame to get those prickly starfish all agitated, the street variety spoil so quick to the taste not even the gators touch that shit no more.
I was even screening my compilation of oncologists responding to baskets of polyploid fruit.
damnit.
So then I'm at breakfast, and they look at me funny because I EXPECT GRAPE FRUIT WHEN I ORDER FUCKING GRAPE FRUIT.
Don't look at me like that.