PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT.
Dear Prats. And Neechan.
I'm gonna KILLIE you all.
With a wooden spoon. Slowly. Painfully. Perhaps with those balls I pulled out of my clevage.
XOXO
-Your Tentacled Goddess, Icka.
I'm gonna KILLIE you all.
With a wooden spoon. Slowly. Painfully. Perhaps with those balls I pulled out of my clevage.
XOXO
-Your Tentacled Goddess, Icka.
Prostrate thyselves! The Goddess speaks!
Rejoice! For we been paid the Supreme Compliment. We have hurt Her brain!
But might I also suggest that the Brigade run its collective hinies off to avoid the Dreaded Wooden Spoon?
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I, for one,
*runs screaming NOT IN THE FACE NOT IN THE FACE!*
(And wondering how Icka got Mecli's spoon.*)
*Long story. You'd have to be a Fort Weyr member to get it.
*wails*
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*checks*
Yes, I did. Now I can hear the Sherrif of Nothingham going off about renoving hearts with spoons...
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