GUYS.

I found the office with all the security feeds -- there are cameras pretty much everywhere -- and that Andy guy persuaded the guards to let us in and we are watching THE COOLEST FIGHT IN THE HISTORY OF EVER.

I MEAN SERIOUSLY.

Name a fight and I will tell you how it is not as awesome as this.

Guys ... I have boobs.

And two eyes.

But mostly boobs.

IT'S OKAY EVERYONE.

I'VE READ THE ZOMBIE SURVIVAL GUIDE.

Well, I finished the entirety of Torchwood now.

I'm not going to talk about it.

Instead I'll focus on other things. Like...oh shit, I've got nothing.

Distractions? That aren't volunteered from Wes Janson?

Ok, so, apparently I'm a fictional character. Apparently, I have a pretty successful movie, that's out in theaters right now. Apparently, this should bother me or weird me out or whatever, but you know what ( Read more... )

Any place that makes Janson look pitiful is my new favourite place.

And military? Well, used to that, being a pilot. Still, let's focus on the best news! Who else likes to make fun of Wes, say aye. :)

Can I accidentally brutally stake Harmony to death? Please?

Everyone, I need your attention. I'm having a *sniff* memorial service, for Blondie Bear, aka Spike, aka my sexy platinum baby, aka William the Bloody, at the bar in the North wing on Wednesday night, at five o'clock, because it's got to be over before American Idol ( Read more... )

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Okay, seriously now, what happened to Scotland?