Oh, gods...why me?

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Callynanaders are fun, she says.

You should hang out with them, she says.

Oh look, Callynanders are throwing a Triad Night. You should go, she says.

Have some ambrosia, it's relaxing, she says.

Strip Triad? It'll be fun, she says.

So now I'm drunk, I'm naked, gremlins have stolen my clothes and I've passed out on Crichton's couch.

If I can ever figure out how to get to her, she is so very, very, dead.

Comments

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Actually naked giraffes I'm pretty comfortable with.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

*doesn't want to be picturing you "getting comfortable" with naked giraffes*

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

What? Clothed giraffes are weird!

[fh-anonymous.livejournal.com]

*Earl backs slowly away from the vampire*

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Oh sure, everybody wants me to avoid perfect happiness but nobody wants the details.

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

I will happily throw breakfast food at you any time it looks like you might be getting frisky.

Hell, why limit it to breakfast food? I will happily throw emo at you, or possibly even a small child, if it'll deter you..

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Yes but then I'll start juggling, begin to enjoy myself, and before you know it the world will be ending.

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

What if I put some sort of unfun time restraint on the juggling?