M. McGregor, the living legend (so dreamy!), at your service.

Nov 06, 2009 18:09

I feel that I have not been taken advantage of lately. Let's face it: I'm a witty guy. You know it, I know it, I know it, and especially I know it. I take great joy in being clever, irreverent, and/or hilariously cranky ( Read more... )

ego, random insanity

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nestdweller November 7 2009, 00:02:07 UTC
Oh, Lordy. It's gonna be one of THOSE days.

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nestdweller November 7 2009, 04:36:00 UTC
Also, I leave you this to do with as you will:

http://www.tthfanfic.org/Story-20710/Kate+Xander+s+Folly.htm

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nestdweller November 7 2009, 05:11:51 UTC
For the love of God (or whatever you believe in) Don't follow that link!

Kate is the worst kind of troll because she actually believes that she has to punish the characters for her interpretation their flaws.

And shame on you nestdweller. Are you trying to kill 'The living legend' by exposing him to that level vemon soaked garbage?

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nestdweller November 7 2009, 05:22:43 UTC
I have done nothing! He can do what he chooses to do with that link!

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vincentursus November 7 2009, 02:16:37 UTC
Pithy insults to use against a half-undead archmage who is in the service of eldritch deities beyond the understanding of sane mortals?

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m_mcgregor November 7 2009, 12:59:16 UTC
"Just talked to your girlfriend: guess now we know which is the undead half."

"Whatever, Zombutthead."

"You keep chanting primordial sounds of universal power, but all I hear is: 'Look at me, I have an exposed ribcage!'"

"Yeah, I'd be pissed off too if my god kept telling me to kill Jodie Foster."

"Can you use your magic powers to cut this speech of yours in half? Some of us are actually growing older here."

"Okay, what smells like talking corpse?"

"Is that your face, or are you just a really big fan of the Terminator?"

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d_tepes November 7 2009, 03:08:42 UTC
Can you tell me how to get a woman for myself?

I should warn you though that roofies don't work. I've tried them a few times. I must be allergic to them 'cause they just make me sleepy and when I wake up my "backside" is really sore. So I beg (arf arf) of you, or something or some such, for other ideas.

Oh, and in payment for your services I give you a free lapdance.

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m_mcgregor November 7 2009, 13:05:20 UTC
Step 1: Invent time travel ( ... )

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d_tepes November 7 2009, 15:12:47 UTC
Uh, already did this. First iteration I waited until I was too close to death, came back and said "Drake... women..." then died. Next iteration came back and said "Huh, not even with a fist full of fifties..." Next was "Mail Order Brides, don't go there..." as he was bleeding from several bullet wounds. Next one was all "Have you considered the joys of livestock?" Then came "How can we make ourself gay?" It went along like that until some British jackass stopped us, told us to stop mucking about with time and dimensions. The pillock.

So, I tried but as you can see I failed through no fault of my own. Clearly I was causality cockblocked by that dude. Thus, again, I beg of you. Um, help?

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m_mcgregor November 7 2009, 20:05:57 UTC
Um, excuse me, did you see Step 10: Kowtow to some bescarfed british busybody on that list? No, I do not think you did.

Man up and get back to playing god with the fabric of space and time!

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edgarspp November 12 2009, 02:54:25 UTC
I do happen to think that a small restaurant in my town makes the world most awesomesest cheese pies, and I'm not gonna share.
What da ya think about eh =P???.

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