Words of Wisdom: Give a man a fish and he'll eat for a day. Give a man a lightsaber and he'll probably cut his own legs off. But hey, lightsaber!

[Once the video clicks on, all that can be seen is a brightly-colored parrot staring at the screen. Every so often she blinks, but otherwise she's eerily silent.]

And I still can't just die.

The youngest of Troy's household suffered a fatal blow to her wise little head. We actually missed which bellhop did it, too. It was a rare moment of everyone blinking at the same time. But, really, little one, you really didn't have any luck. Let this be a belated lesson to you about trying to be alone ( Read more... )

[So soon after light returned? Yes. Darkness swept in once more and everything returned to an unhappy, unlovable state. The ickies are ready to terrorize again.]

This is mostly because he didn't leave a tip. Keating wants you, Trojan. He. Wouldn't. Shut. Up. You can all thank Helen's third husband for your troubles.

An ex-winged fell again on the ( Read more... )

[Cassandra wasn't doing well, which really wasn't that different from normal. But she could feel that things weren't right here. Which was probably obvious to everyone else, but it was worse than they could tell. It was much worse, and it was all bouncing around in her head, trapped in there and it wouldn't get out and wouldn't let her get out ( Read more... )

Twinkle, twinkle little star
How I wonder what you are
Are you red or are you blue
And do you want to eat me too?

[voice; Helen is happy and drunk]

One tequila, two tequila~

All aboard the Mene express~ except I don't want to go for a ride. That's okay, he has his whores to go down on a ride~

three tequila-

[there is the sound of Helen falling over- oops]

floooooooooor~

Someone tell me why people make such a big goddamn deal about birthdays.

[Filter: Family]

It's my birthday on Saturday and I want to have a party and not think about unhappy things. Can we do that? Please?