Pagans vs. Pennsylvania
Indi: http://www.timesleader.com/mld/timesleader/9673985.htm
Molly, AKA piperrhiannon: yeah, saw that. you know, my grandpa's from w-b. they're scary folks in that area.
Indi: damn.
Indi: i almost want to go to that dude's house just to raise a ruckus.
Indi: invent an "i'm a wiii-iiitch!" song and dance and perform it on the street.
Molly: me too. I at least want to check out that street and scope the place out.
Molly: dude, you'd get shot.
Molly: but you'd die in the most hilarious way...
Indi: *shakes butt*
Molly: *snerk* poor bastard
"No one has come to me and said we have a problem with witches on Waller Street," said police Chief Gerry Dessoye.
Indi: i just wanna go sit on the tree stump.
Molly: *in head: "I hate my job, I hate my job, I hate my job...*
Molly: I want to take pictures of you on the stump
Molly: and possibly splatter red paint on his door
Indi: i will learn how to tap-dance. then we will remove the stakes he put on the tree stump, and i will do my dance on it.
Indi: a situation like this requires dancing, and i will learn it.
Molly: hee. make sure you include a lot of witchy butt-shaking.
Indi: of course.
Indi: and tit shaking.
Indi: my Cold Witch Tit shaking.
Molly: *guffaws*
Indi: oh yeah. these babies? like ICE.
Molly: *pokes* *to dude in the house* it's TRUE...
Indi: (they're quite pleasantly warm actually, but he don't need to know that)
Molly: *giggle*
Molly: that'd just suck the fun right out of it
Indi: yeah, i guess.
Indi: kinda kills the effect when you can't cool a beer in my chest.
Molly: *shrug* *grin* I've heard of an ice chest before, but that's just ridiculous...
Molly, AKA piperrhiannon: yeah, saw that. you know, my grandpa's from w-b. they're scary folks in that area.
Indi: damn.
Indi: i almost want to go to that dude's house just to raise a ruckus.
Indi: invent an "i'm a wiii-iiitch!" song and dance and perform it on the street.
Molly: me too. I at least want to check out that street and scope the place out.
Molly: dude, you'd get shot.
Molly: but you'd die in the most hilarious way...
Indi: *shakes butt*
Molly: *snerk* poor bastard
"No one has come to me and said we have a problem with witches on Waller Street," said police Chief Gerry Dessoye.
Indi: i just wanna go sit on the tree stump.
Molly: *in head: "I hate my job, I hate my job, I hate my job...*
Molly: I want to take pictures of you on the stump
Molly: and possibly splatter red paint on his door
Indi: i will learn how to tap-dance. then we will remove the stakes he put on the tree stump, and i will do my dance on it.
Indi: a situation like this requires dancing, and i will learn it.
Molly: hee. make sure you include a lot of witchy butt-shaking.
Indi: of course.
Indi: and tit shaking.
Indi: my Cold Witch Tit shaking.
Molly: *guffaws*
Indi: oh yeah. these babies? like ICE.
Molly: *pokes* *to dude in the house* it's TRUE...
Indi: (they're quite pleasantly warm actually, but he don't need to know that)
Molly: *giggle*
Molly: that'd just suck the fun right out of it
Indi: yeah, i guess.
Indi: kinda kills the effect when you can't cool a beer in my chest.
Molly: *shrug* *grin* I've heard of an ice chest before, but that's just ridiculous...