Somehow, I had a feeling this would happen.
Well, not this. But...something.
After all...it's sort of tradition.
But first, I want to know why this--and I'm laying the blame on a certain mad scientist of my acquaintance, who thought it was perfectly fine to sit with the shapeshifter next to exposed plutonium cores, remaking a nuclear weapon into a lamp:
What else would explain...the arrival of the Twi'lek?
Still don't quite understand...why the Twi'lek? And what on earth do Twi'leks normally wear?
Of all the species to imitate...
It's not like I don't have enough impossible puzzles in my life, now I have lekkus and blue-gold skin. How does this make sense?
Maybe I should just set the StarGate on random, see where it takes me...the answer may be out there, after all.
Can't even rant at the statue, considering he might have gotten me into this--because he's far from the world, for reasons unknown. On the other hand, the neko lad did surface tonight, and...he did so because tonight may have been the last ever time I see him.
I'm trying not to think that. But his journey will take him far beyond reach of the aether, let alone the grid.
Tomorrow night, he says, he will try to make it in, to see me one last time...but I don't anticipate it's going to happen. Tonight...may have been the goodbye I've known was coming.
So one down. Any bets on who's going next?
and you're too late
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i will put sixteen clams down on spongebob squarepants
If I were an amoeba, who reproduces as both the man and the spouse - is it possible that I could cheat on my spouse?
Okay, you are SCARY.
I don't care WHO'S in the avatar, I will not DATE Spongebob, let alone date that square little yellow blob long enough to break up with him.
Plus? KID. EW.
And Turner...if you were an amoeba...you wouldn't be married.
B'sides, I'm the wrong person to have that conversation with, my concepts of cheating are defined within the guidelines of polyamory--it's only "cheating" if I don't discuss openly who else I'm seeing, with those I love.
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