The Adventures of A Lady in A City

[17:18] deadpanmcsatan: I HAVE RETURNED
[17:20] catpaws214: Holy shit just in time something amazing just happened.
[17:20] deadpanmcsatan: invite?
[17:20] catpaws214: So I am sitting here doing my thang not bothering a SOUL
[17:20] catpaws214: (I got bounced from it a while ago. :/)
[17:20] deadpanmcsatan: oh you mean in the REAL world
[17:20] catpaws214: and all of a sudden from the corner of my eye there is MOVEMENT.
[17:20] catpaws214: like on the FLOOR.
[17:21] catpaws214: And at first it was like A CAT IS IN HERE
[17:21] catpaws214: but then it was a party balloon
[17:21] deadpanmcsatan: sagfdhjk
[17:21] catpaws214: that SOMEONE, somewhere in this office for SOME REASON inflated
[17:21] catpaws214: and it like...drafted in here.
[17:22] deadpanmcsatan: someone in your office is subtly trolling
[17:22] catpaws214: idek reality is breaking
[17:22] deadpanmcsatan: SOMETHING HAS BEEN CHANGED IN THE MATRIX
[17:23] catpaws214: yes. This change is reflected through balloons.
[17:24] deadpanmcsatan: well they can't do dejavu anymore we're onto that
[17:24] catpaws214: Also: less festive

myownluck And Tag when Karra gets back, unless Huang has a tag now!
* doctordownluck sneaks in tags while Karra is cl-- is being watered? No, this is not gor.
holyrorschach gor?
knight_so_dark Slap a collar on her and plant her in a semi-shaded spot, she's a Houseplant of Gor.
knight_so_dark http://www.rdrop.com/~wyvern/data/houseplants.html
doctordownluck there, tag.
myownluck Poor Huang.
doctordownluck he has entered..... the TWILIGHT ZONE.
* knight_so_dark hands him...a watering can?
myownluck ....wow.
myownluck Asylum of Gor.
myownluck ...no.
doctordownluck Huang: oh god ;_;
knight_so_dark Guys...I'm not saying you can't.
knight_so_dark God knows I would never say that you can't.
doctordownluck hahahaha
knight_so_dark But you're gonna need your own comm for that one.
doctordownluck XD
myownluck Ahahahahaha
myownluck I am CACKLING.
myownluck Aloud.
* knight_so_dark pretty much has to blog that one, yes.

[15:17] spacemaori: can't type
[15:17] spacemaori: loling
[15:17] spacemaori: send hal
[15:17] spacemaori: p
[15:17] snapples_apples: *sends fuzzy deathfrogs to assist*
[15:17] snapples_apples: http://www.newscientist.com/article/dn13991-horror-frog-breaks-own-bones-to-produce-claws.html?DCMP=ILC-hmts&nsref=news2_head_dn13991
[15:20] spacemaori: ...........that is amazing
[15:21] spacemaori: it's
[15:21] spacemaori: wolverine
[15:21] spacemaori: the frog
[15:21] snapples_apples: yes.
[15:21] snapples_apples: Frogs are apparently more insane than molluscs when it comes to insane animals.
[15:21] snapples_apples: On a scale of one to insane, that is a whole new chapter in the NIMH field guide.
[15:22] spacemaori: all i can think is like
[15:22] spacemaori: dear wolverine
[15:22] spacemaori: just because you can't get a lady...
[15:24] snapples_apples: Doesn't...mean you have to grow MORE hair?
[15:25] snapples_apples: It's wearing furry pants ferchrissakes.
[15:25] spacemaori: I was gonna say "doesn't mean you should birth a new species of frog"
[15:25] spacemaori: "somewhere there is a ladyfrog in need of serious counselling"
[15:25] snapples_apples: look. Wolverine is a bad dude, but I don't think he's bad enough to inseminate frog eggs.
[15:26] snapples_apples: What, he was just strolling by a pond one day and jerked off without considering the consequences?
[15:26] snapples_apples: Nine months later he gets a letter with a picture of three thousand furry froglets and a demand for monetary support?
[15:26] spacemaori: well i mean that's not an outcome one generally anticipates.
[15:26] spacemaori: it was a beautiful day, man.
[15:26] snapples_apples: That picture is in his wallet.
[15:27] snapples_apples: Right now.
[15:27] spacemaori: i can't beat that.
[15:29] snapples_apples: Dude, this was not a battle. It was a duet.

Heh, so this is a bit long, but I went ahead and took as much of the conversation as I could. Man, I haven't had a conversation like this since the great Communist Smurf Debate of '01. BEHOLD the great that/which/who discussion that occurred in chat today.

( The aunt which killed my father in what was for me a traumatic event like unto a trip to the Sahara with a damned and baby-eating communist, was also the zombie that killed my dog with a hatpin, but I found that to be as much a relief as the outline of Gina's life done in French by Mr. Black. )