[It was the best of times, it was the end of times]

[sureshotsavvy]

Bad day. Very Bad Day. My uniform’s thrashed and I’d kill for a nap as soon as the sky finishes falling. Or burning. Or exploding. Whatever it's doing right now, because I don't want to look. Let's try some escapism, shall we?

So, if you could plan the perfect day what would it include? Graphic detail is encouraged.

[ooc: Last post before House of M

Comments

[8fingerswhiskey]

Anything that doesn't involve me having to deal with obnoxious people, or getting turned back into a guy - that'd be great, too.

[sureshotsavvy]

Man, no one wants tropical beaches or space babes? Really? Tams, I expected better of you.

[8fingerswhiskey]

You need to talk to Maggie.

That's all I'm gonna say about that. Babes and everything else that goes with it.

[sureshotsavvy]

Why? Is Maggs a space babe?

I think you need to explain.

[8fingerswhiskey]

Not really. I manage to piss her off even as a woman. So, it must be a talent of mine.

[sureshotsavvy]

Yeah, I don't think being a chick makes anyone less annoying. Sorry, buddy.

[8fingerswhiskey]

I'm not being annoying. I didn't do anything annoying.

And what the hell are you talking about sky falling, what the shit is that?

[sureshotsavvy]

Did you keep talking?

I may be exaggerating a bit, Tom, just ignore it.

[8fingerswhiskey]

Funny. I was talking to her, yeah.

Uh-huh. Around here, its kind of hard to do that. Ignore and exaggerate.

[sureshotsavvy]

That was your problem though.

I go for the gold? You know, usual day in the life of a superhero.

[8fingerswhiskey]

No, I don't know. Which is why I'm asking.