Shake the Palantir harder...
Mildly amusing: All I have to say for this comic is "damn right!"
So, at work this morning, we had two German Shepards make a mess all over their room, so I pulled out their toys for cleaning. The note left for the folks returning supplies to their rightful owners? "[Dogs' room]: two large blue balls, handwashed."
I got one of those "Nigeria Scam" letters in my inbox today, from Mohammed Ali. I swear, their finance department has all the cool people...
Also found in Warg's inbox:
I got a note back from a perrenially clueless Suethor who summarizes her latest work in the following manner: "two girls end up in Arda follow their funny adventure. please R&R. Its a MarySue and we don't care. flames are pointless we know not everyone will like it, it is the way of the world if everyone liked something there may not have been as many disputes."
I wrote her a long review, and you can't say that she didn't try to answer my questions:
i thank you for reviewing and pointing this out. my friend Mickey wanted it posted as soon as we finished it so i did, i am going to redraft the chapter like i have been with the book i am writing. also the weapons thing me and my friend may actually get replicas of lotr weapons with my £10 so we thought it would be good to put it in. Butterbur i believe is a very nice person and because in the fic we don't have money he lets us pay it off with singing and in the next chapter we are going to have a flash back showing us waking up way before anyone else and doind dishes also to pay for the room.
the rip thing is kind of something i know i am a science geek, oh and the age thing is because she said its cause the older the wiser so i should be older in this fic. so later on i'll be acting more like an adult but still the mischevious two.
its funny she did that cause i'm like merry and he is older than pippin.
My swollen eye today really wasn't from that last and associated headdesking, I swear...
So, at work this morning, we had two German Shepards make a mess all over their room, so I pulled out their toys for cleaning. The note left for the folks returning supplies to their rightful owners? "[Dogs' room]: two large blue balls, handwashed."
I got one of those "Nigeria Scam" letters in my inbox today, from Mohammed Ali. I swear, their finance department has all the cool people...
Also found in Warg's inbox:
I got a note back from a perrenially clueless Suethor who summarizes her latest work in the following manner: "two girls end up in Arda follow their funny adventure. please R&R. Its a MarySue and we don't care. flames are pointless we know not everyone will like it, it is the way of the world if everyone liked something there may not have been as many disputes."
I wrote her a long review, and you can't say that she didn't try to answer my questions:
i thank you for reviewing and pointing this out. my friend Mickey wanted it posted as soon as we finished it so i did, i am going to redraft the chapter like i have been with the book i am writing. also the weapons thing me and my friend may actually get replicas of lotr weapons with my £10 so we thought it would be good to put it in. Butterbur i believe is a very nice person and because in the fic we don't have money he lets us pay it off with singing and in the next chapter we are going to have a flash back showing us waking up way before anyone else and doind dishes also to pay for the room.
the rip thing is kind of something i know i am a science geek, oh and the age thing is because she said its cause the older the wiser so i should be older in this fic. so later on i'll be acting more like an adult but still the mischevious two.
its funny she did that cause i'm like merry and he is older than pippin.
My swollen eye today really wasn't from that last and associated headdesking, I swear...