The Gay Deceiver
I'm posting at work, which is bad. But it's better than being frozen in ice, which I think is kind of better than being immersed in excrement. Lovecraft, maybe when Marlowe becomes the new Prime Mover of our universe we can work out some sort of deal -- I mean, your position is supposed to be more privileged than mine, but I think you kinda got the shit end of the stick. Oh, also, Lovecraft, your lady is cooking a sweet dinner Saturday night chez moi, and I promise I'll be a perfect gentleman to the best of my ability. (You just hang out in your wooden boat, I'll be in mine, and she'll be in hers: when Marlowe rains down his vengeance upon us, we'll all stay in our places and be perfectly safe.)
Oh, also also, we don't really have to worry much about Marlowe being Prime Mover, because he's less a divine presence and more of, you know, a spastic loser, and all. Was I the only one who noticed that the boring-ass meme on Marlowe's LJ linked to a site called "gaydeceiver.com"? Something you're not telling us, Marlowe?
Woops, gotta go. Fucking data entry.
Oh, also also, we don't really have to worry much about Marlowe being Prime Mover, because he's less a divine presence and more of, you know, a spastic loser, and all. Was I the only one who noticed that the boring-ass meme on Marlowe's LJ linked to a site called "gaydeceiver.com"? Something you're not telling us, Marlowe?
Woops, gotta go. Fucking data entry.