haaahahahaaahaha. busted!
1. I want Jonathan Creek and Maddy to hook up. I know it probably won't happen.
2. copperbadge wrote Scott/John volcano phone sex. YEAH. John Versus the Volcano. LOL.
3. adjovi was stuck in Benin because of volcanic ash. Read her awesome adventures on flying AIR MALI and their tickets printed on WORD DOCUMENTS.
4. CURRIEJEAN sent me a necklace of awesome. Pics when my hair is being better, BUT she also sent me stickers! VOTE SAXON stickers!
5. Big ass bang is at 14 K and that's just episode one.
Gretchen waved the bag at Lois as she walked in the door. "I brought snacks!"
Lois took the bag from her and peered inside. "Snacks?"
"Pastries. Linzer biscuits." She shrugged. "Things we could easily spike with a mood elevator."
"No one is drugging the Inquisitor," Gwen said as she came down the steps from the upper level, where her office was housed. She passed the coffee machine with an absent tap and shoved her hands in her pockets. "There's no need to drug the Inquisitor." She glanced in the bag. "Also, we should refrain from calling him 'the Inquisitor' while he's here."
"Says you," Dee mumbled as she walked past with a rifle longer than her leg slung over her shoulder. She dug into the bag and pulled out a biscuit.
Gretchen gave her a withering look. She wasn't that fond of Dee, and that wasn't anyone's fault. Some part of her shoulder always stung when Dee walked by, and that was completely phantom.
Dee gestured with the biscuit. "Name one thing that has come under the title of 'Inquisitor' that has turned out well for the…inquisited." She bit into the biscuit and sighed, walking away.
Gretchen might not be that fond of Dee, but they were solidly in the 'This is bad waiting to happen' camp. Maggie and Lois were in the 'Oh dear god' camp, and Gwen solidly cheered her with her metaphorical pom-poms, as if she had once been a cheerleader. She probably had.
Gwen took the bag and set it on the sideboard next to the coffee machine. "Nothing is going to happen," she reminded them. "It's been signed, sealed." She gestured at the walls and equipment around them. "Delivered. Relax."
6. Lastly, let us all take a moment to appreciate the fine lyrical genius of Salt N Pepa's 1993 masterpiece, "Step":
I'm your honey-dipper so you say, you know
Then you react and attack every flirt and ho
But oh, no - you gots to go now, bro
To and fro, unh-unh, no mo'
So just walk out the door and be out like Margetta[?]
I've been through this before, but now I think I betta
Kick ya to the curb cuz this hurts, word
You dis and wanna kiss? Now that's absurd
Yo, Spinderella ain't the kind type to be pulled down, ya know
Before I go out I go blow-for-blow
So tell those hos that sittin' there waitin' by the phone
That they can have you cuz you's gone.
Because Spinderella is the best DJ name EVAR. (Except for DJ Panda).
2. copperbadge wrote Scott/John volcano phone sex. YEAH. John Versus the Volcano. LOL.
3. adjovi was stuck in Benin because of volcanic ash. Read her awesome adventures on flying AIR MALI and their tickets printed on WORD DOCUMENTS.
4. CURRIEJEAN sent me a necklace of awesome. Pics when my hair is being better, BUT she also sent me stickers! VOTE SAXON stickers!
5. Big ass bang is at 14 K and that's just episode one.
Gretchen waved the bag at Lois as she walked in the door. "I brought snacks!"
Lois took the bag from her and peered inside. "Snacks?"
"Pastries. Linzer biscuits." She shrugged. "Things we could easily spike with a mood elevator."
"No one is drugging the Inquisitor," Gwen said as she came down the steps from the upper level, where her office was housed. She passed the coffee machine with an absent tap and shoved her hands in her pockets. "There's no need to drug the Inquisitor." She glanced in the bag. "Also, we should refrain from calling him 'the Inquisitor' while he's here."
"Says you," Dee mumbled as she walked past with a rifle longer than her leg slung over her shoulder. She dug into the bag and pulled out a biscuit.
Gretchen gave her a withering look. She wasn't that fond of Dee, and that wasn't anyone's fault. Some part of her shoulder always stung when Dee walked by, and that was completely phantom.
Dee gestured with the biscuit. "Name one thing that has come under the title of 'Inquisitor' that has turned out well for the…inquisited." She bit into the biscuit and sighed, walking away.
Gretchen might not be that fond of Dee, but they were solidly in the 'This is bad waiting to happen' camp. Maggie and Lois were in the 'Oh dear god' camp, and Gwen solidly cheered her with her metaphorical pom-poms, as if she had once been a cheerleader. She probably had.
Gwen took the bag and set it on the sideboard next to the coffee machine. "Nothing is going to happen," she reminded them. "It's been signed, sealed." She gestured at the walls and equipment around them. "Delivered. Relax."
6. Lastly, let us all take a moment to appreciate the fine lyrical genius of Salt N Pepa's 1993 masterpiece, "Step":
I'm your honey-dipper so you say, you know
Then you react and attack every flirt and ho
But oh, no - you gots to go now, bro
To and fro, unh-unh, no mo'
So just walk out the door and be out like Margetta[?]
I've been through this before, but now I think I betta
Kick ya to the curb cuz this hurts, word
You dis and wanna kiss? Now that's absurd
Yo, Spinderella ain't the kind type to be pulled down, ya know
Before I go out I go blow-for-blow
So tell those hos that sittin' there waitin' by the phone
That they can have you cuz you's gone.
Because Spinderella is the best DJ name EVAR. (Except for DJ Panda).