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.

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[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

*sighs* You know, I've already got the label "saccharine" attached pretty strongly to me here. I appreciate the gesture and all? But kinda didn't really need the help.

*eats the waffle anyway, OMG*

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

*flings a waffle at Cally as well, so you can be the waffley twins*

(which is way less cool than being the bitey twins)

*hits her with waffle and gets syrup on her nose, omg*

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

*looks at syrup on nose, all cross-eyed*

Hey! You could at least offer some waffles to, like, eat or something!

Meanie!

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

OMG THEY ARE FOR EATING. I AM THE WAFFLE NINJA, AND I DECREE IT SO.

NOW GO BE SYRUPY WITH YOUR BOYFRIEND.

*flings lots of syrup on Callynanders*

*The Waffle Ninja runs away*

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

THE WAFFLE NINJA GOT HER WEAPONS ALL OVER MY ROOM WOE!

[bugofjustice.livejournal.com]

Coffee-powered sidekick. Power Ranger. Waffle Ninja.

Rory Gilmore one day may become the superhero with the most bizarre set of skillz ever. EVIL, BEWARE!