Or something like that

Nov 10, 2010 17:25

My brain is like, like- like imagine an octopus on a three day meth bender. That's what my brain is like right now. Like, the inside of my mind looks like Lil from Squidbillies. It's all fried out and stringy and jumping all over everything.

So, in lieu of me trying to type more things that don't make any sense:

Sabine: I aspirated cheap beer. It's killed the best of us.

Lizzy: Can you have a white Blackula hunter?
Sabine: I'd think that was pretty racist. I mean, it would be okay to be a white vampire hunter who hunted Blackulas and... Whiteculas.

coffeesuperhero: ::On Lady Gaga:: She only came to our planet to find out what happened to Ziggy.

Sabine: ::on Mark, who runs Venture Bros. Blog:: I hate that he's our class president.

(5:27:20 PM) sabinelagrande: I near 'bout can't stop Sabine and Jackson from woohooing
(5:27:32 PM) arymabeth: first world problems

(7:32:39 PM) sabinelagrande: no lie, I just typed in "Ronon Sex" into my AO3 character tags for this story, completely accidentally
(7:33:23 PM) sabinelagrande: ....and then I typed "Publick Sex". I AM NO LONGER ALLOWED ON THE INTERNET

Lizzy: Stop thinking about fucking Monstroso.

Sabine: Yeah, this song [Addams Family (Whoomp!)] deserved to win a Razzie. I still rocked out to it when I was eight.
Lizzy: Yeah, but that was around the same time we were rocking out to the Space Jam soundtrack.
Sabine: Fuck you, I love Space Jam.

::watching this commercial::
Sabine: I need me one of them.
Lizzy: ::pause:: ...One of those girls?


shadowen: grad school teaches us not to sweat the unimportant things, like papers and conferences, and to really focus on the vital things in life, like alcohol and caffeine.

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wraithburger, fangirls = very yes

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