Day Four--

[makesppldead]

Day Four: Seven things that cross your mind a lot

-- Swords! Anything sharp will due, but mostly swords.

-- Guns! And Explosives! Or, explosions. Big, bright, chaotic explosions.

-- Chimichangas. We need a Tex Mex like a bulimic needs a tooth brush.

-- How many licks does it take to get to the center of a Tootsie pop?

-- Why do they make us wait so long

Comments

[icecoldwit]

You're lucky you haven't blinded yourself with 'shiny' things you know.

You, Wade, have such strange taste.

Shush, I told you

[makesppldead]

I am! Or maybe just that good at avoiding getting close enough to said shiny things for them to affect my eyes.

Do we really want to point the strange taste finger now?

Sorry sorry...not really, but sorry. I'm just so excited. And I can't hide it.

[icecoldwit]

I hardly believe that. You probably get as close as you can without suffering singed eyebrows.

I'm allowed to have strange tastes, dear. I'm rich. It's called an eccentricity.

Yes well, go maim a village or something. Or I'll take a leaf out of Stryker's imagination and sew your lips up. or find something else for your mouth to do

[makesppldead]

Tomato, Tomahto-- potatoe potatoe.

What makes you think I'm not rich?

Ouch. Why the jump to violence? You know I'm such a good listener ORLY?

[icecoldwit]

I don't doubt you are, but I come from money, sweetness. That makes the difference.

You are complaining about violence? Yes. Really. I have many, many, many ideas.

[makesppldead]

Damn. All I came from was a uterus, I guess you're right.

Sarrrrrrrcasm. Such as?

[icecoldwit]

I'm going to jump off this conversation now.

It's so hard to tell with you. You really want to go there? For one thing, all that tongue wagging could be much more productive.

[makesppldead]

Awwwww.

Ain't it though?It's nice to know what you're thinking about in that office all day surrounded by paperwork and so close to Sykes. Can't say I don't blame you.

[icecoldwit]

You have no idea. And I do get terribly bored at times.

[makesppldead]

My heart bleeds for you, poor thing. You can always torture Skyes to cheer yourself up.

[icecoldwit]

Occasionally, I have the secretary do the monkey dance. Other times I imagine her naked. Torturing Sykes is so easy, it's like auto pilot now.

[makesppldead]

...why would you imagine the secretary naked if you have the ability to make her get rid of her clothes? and you make her do the monkey dance instead?

[ clearly everyone would always be naked if Wade had telepathic powers. ]

[icecoldwit]

It's generally looked on as an invasion of personal liberties. People get so touchy about these things. The handy thing is I actually imagine her the way she is.

[thank goodness for small mercies?]

[makesppldead]

I've got no room to talk, but I'm not a hot secretary. Clearly, there's a difference. But at least you have that.

[ you bet your ass. ]

[icecoldwit]

No, you're not. But you do have that lovely dip of hips into the crotch and your ass is just so fucking pert. I'm partially jealous.

[makesppldead]

Oh stop, you're going to make me blush. And your ass is fine the way it is--I don't know why you'd be jealous of mine.