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[18 Jan 2012|02:11am] |
[Filtered to Flauros] Hey, just so you know, I'm staying at Zayn's 'til you get your shit together, or get yourself re-located, okay?
I really don't want to see you again if I can help it. So whatever. Just be happy I didn't tell anyone about your little temper problem, hm?
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[18 Jan 2012|11:12am] |
Flauros's Survival Tips For Dealing With Touchy McFeely Fog
On the chance that you find yourself being surrounded by the fog of doom you might become scared. To help those affected by this, I, Thomas Schreiber AKA Flauros have compiled the follofowing helpful tips.
1. When first accosted by the fog do not freak out. Freaking out will only make you do dumb things. 2. There is nothing you can do to get rid of it. Money, promises of sexual favors, and food do not work. Believe me I've tried. 3. If you happen to find yourself stumbling into an office, yell out, "THE FOG IS KILLING THE BURRITOS OF MY MIND, AND I HAVE TASTED THE FUTURE OF BRICKS MADE OF UNICORN VOMIT!" Either nobody will be in the room to hear that outburst; or someone will be in the office and they will either laugh at you, or tell you to gtfo! 4. Panties seem to appease the evil fog. 5. Try :| at the fog. 6. Chant fog 666 times. 7. Stay still, do not move, and do not speak. Remain for seven years until the great spirit Bookoojoo comes forth. Make sure to offer him cheese. 8. Sometime a sacrafice to the god of fog, Sus Cransi will save you. 9. If all else fails, curl up in the fetal position, and sob like a bitch.
ETA: 10: Do not allow it to play tag with you. It will cheat, and it will win. [Thank you Sprinkles!]
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Fits and the Dizzy Spells |
[18 Jan 2012|02:36pm] |
Alas, poor Cecilio, I knew him well, classmates. The subtle strains of his harmonies, The gentle flow of electricity through his exquisitely crafted Stradivarius-inspired design... Here's hoping I can afford to have him fixed.
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