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[May. 25th, 2009|01:08 pm] |
( Rose ) |
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[May. 7th, 2009|09:45 pm] |
Two weeks til your birthday, Rosie-doll! Also our anniversary.
Also, I hope you haven't been consumed by horny alongside everyone else. I have, but come on, how would you tell the difference? |
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[Apr. 7th, 2009|09:20 pm] |
Back.
( Emma ) |
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[Apr. 6th, 2009|01:48 pm] |
( Gar ) |
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[Apr. 5th, 2009|10:37 pm] |
No Spring Break tan this year, I suppose. |
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[Apr. 2nd, 2009|02:44 pm] |
Look, guys, I'm Lara Croft!
"Bloody buggering Hell, Mr. Logan. Cups of tea and scones. On your back and think of England! Pip pip, cheerio, bangers and mash." |
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[Mar. 30th, 2009|10:46 pm] |
Look how pretty I am! |
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[Mar. 24th, 2009|10:17 pm] |
( Daddy )
( Gar ) |
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[Mar. 20th, 2009|05:23 am] |
I got called a "mutie" today! I'm sure the novelty will wear off eventually, but it was kind of neat. It was my first time. Never been called an ethnic slur before. Well, Red Star used to call me a capitalist pigdog, but I don't think that counts.
Just riding on the subway, minding my business. There was this bored little kid with his mom, so I started making faces at him. Then I turned into a dog and told him the talking dog joke, y'know. "DiMaggio?"
Long story short, this guy comes over all angry and tries to grab me. I turn back, go "You're not my type," and then he starts with the trash. "Mutie this, mutie that, you're takin' our jobs," you know how they do. Pisses off a few pink-skinned all Americans nearby, too.
"Hey, don't be an asshole."
"He wasn't doin' nothin'."
"Watch your fucking language in front of the fucking kid!"
Long story short, I love this city. Crazy speciesists aside. (Specists?) |
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[Mar. 12th, 2009|08:11 pm] |
Oh, Ms. Frost? My darling White Queen? The Anonymous Author has asked me to do some research on his behalf, and he simply must know how natural your haircolor is, and if it extends past your waistline. He is quite thorough in his research. He may, in fact, require photographs. He likes to be true to his subject matter, you see.
Domi-chan. You've been so quiet. Have you been relegated to bed rest? I imagine that can get quite lonely. I would be more than happy to keep you company. My selfless nature, and all.
edit; Oh, Logan darling! Ms. Frost has directed me to ask for nude pictures of her. Kindly send them my way. Good man, good man. |
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[Feb. 11th, 2009|02:04 pm] |
( Daddy ) |
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[Feb. 10th, 2009|06:38 pm] |
( Rose? ) |
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[Jan. 31st, 2009|04:35 am] |
Attention, the World!
I would like to make it clear that my lady, Rose Jean "The Flying Grapefruit" Frost, is a very attractive dame.
Let it also be known that I, Garfield Mark "Beast Boy" Logan, aka DJ Watermelon Tango, am also very attractive.
Moreover, Sophie Elizabeth Marie Michelle Stephanie David Cross "The Nice Cuckoo" Frost is pretty superfly herself.
Y'know what? All y'all are okay.
Except the French. You know who you are.
Okay, the French too.
Man, I get nice when I go without sleep. |
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[Jan. 27th, 2009|07:05 pm] |
That was... strange.
( Daddy )
( Sophie ) |
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[Jan. 20th, 2009|06:53 pm] |
It's funny how memory works. Everything's a lot smaller than I remember.
( Sophie )
( Gar ) |
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[Jan. 19th, 2009|05:49 pm] |
Okay.
Someone needs to shut that kid the hell up and explain what's going on.
Seriously, that kid is fucking annoying. |
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[Jan. 18th, 2009|11:48 pm] |
( Private )
( Daddy )
Do forgive me for sounding crass, but I'm far too old for this shit. Stupid universe. |
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[Jan. 18th, 2009|03:59 pm] |
All right, ladies and gents, we're going to have to put things in order here. Time has come unraveled, and personally I blame the clothes. Everyone quickly disrobe. I used to lead the Doom Patrol, I know about this kind of thing. Drop trou and away we go. |
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[Jan. 17th, 2009|03:53 am] |
It was recommended that I advertise my services on these boards, especially since my current occupation is rather failing to keep me amused.
I am Mrs Emma Peel, one half of the elite Ministry task-force known as the Avengers. I'm trained in almost every conceivable martial art, am an excellent fencer, as well as a superb marksman, and I can speak numerous languages to some competent degree of fluency.
I also look damned good in a leather catsuit, and can break someone's legs from twenty feet away whilst whistling innocently.
Any takers? |
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[Jan. 16th, 2009|07:15 pm] |
Sophie and I will be back by Sunday. And we'll get all of our homework done before class on Monday.
Call if you need us!
( Sophie ) |
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[Jan. 15th, 2009|05:23 pm] |
( Rose ) |
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[Dec. 19th, 2008|09:48 pm] |
So I'm reasonably certain that my girlfriend would leave me for a good enough cheesecake.
Is this unique to the crazy green fella, or are there other ladies out there (Frost women excepted, because, you know, duh) who, upon being faced with a cheese-based custard pie of sufficient richness, would totally leave their sexy sexy manimal? |
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[Dec. 11th, 2008|06:26 am] |
...Fuck. |
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[Dec. 7th, 2008|07:31 pm] |
I think it's time to bust out the Santa hat!
And the mistletoe belt, of course.
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas... everywhere you blow... |
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[Nov. 27th, 2008|12:26 pm] |
Everyone should enjoy this meal because it will be the last one I ever cook.
Happy Thanksgiving. |
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[Nov. 25th, 2008|07:22 am] |
( Daddy ) |
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[Nov. 24th, 2008|07:10 pm] |
I quit Thanksgiving. We're in England, anyway. |
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[Nov. 20th, 2008|06:27 pm] |
What are we doing for Thanksgiving? |
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[Nov. 2nd, 2008|11:21 pm] |
( Private )
All right, I think--I think!--the demons keep attacking me because I'm very handsome. You see, this all started around the time that I put on my Halloween costume, and as Rosie-doll will recall, it was a very sexy one. No monsters while we were trick-or-treating, but the second we parted and I went home?
HUGE fuck-off demon pops up. Eats all my Butterfingers.
Literally, he stole the bag out of my hands, dug through my candy, and took the Butterfingers. And those peanut butter things in the orange and black wrappers. Who even eats those? Demons, that's who. I kicked his ass, because obviously nobody better lay a finger on my Butterfinger, but for all the good it did me.
Anyway, long story short, I hope that this ends soon. I don't want to miss candy discount days. |
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[Oct. 29th, 2008|11:38 am] |
I can't wait to see Esme in her costume.
( Daddy )
( Sophie ) |
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[Oct. 25th, 2008|12:05 pm] |
( Sophie ) |
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[Oct. 19th, 2008|10:29 pm] |
Hey Quentin? Do you want to go trick or treating with us? We're taking baby Esme and Gar. |
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[Oct. 19th, 2008|03:04 am] |
So, trick or treating this year. I think it should happen. People say to me, "Gar, you're twenty-some, why are you going out?" The answer is simple, my friends. I look young. And I love candy. In no particular order.
I'm going as the Jolly Green Giant. It's very skimpy, so there's fanservice. Service for my fans. And my girlfriend.
Hey, Rosie-doll.
So yeah. Anyone else? |
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[Oct. 5th, 2008|05:10 pm] |
One night of celebration is not enough for lil old me.
PARTY AT THE STARK PLACE!!!!!! WHO'S WITH ME?
( Mom? Daddy? ) |
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[Sep. 21st, 2008|11:10 am] |
So, this is it. One last test, and then a physical where they pump me full of antibodies and vaccines, and then I'll be in Samoa.
It's kind of surreal, honestly. I thought I'd be more excited one way or the other, but I'm more interested in having the test done with than anything else. |
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[Aug. 23rd, 2008|08:34 pm] |
I know where we're going! It's not the most imaginative vacation, but it will be fun. |
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[Aug. 23rd, 2008|02:38 am] |
Sophie?
( Daddy ) |
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