It's my birthday on Saturday. Please may I have a party?

I like chocolate. And cake.

Could Phoebe jump out of the cake?

....if anybody needs me I'll be in the freezer with my head in the ice cubes

...and would you please stop breathing so loudly

...at this point the neurotoixins look like they'd've been a smarter choice

Crumbs. I like crumbs. Crummmmmmmmmmmmmmbs. Beautiful crumbs. Or crums. No, crubms curbsm crumbs. And tissues. Tissue. Blesh you. Hee hee hee hee hee ( Read more... )

I don't know how ( Read more... )

Somebody asked whether I'm a writer, on one of the posts in Sounis. I was busy practicing my skittering skills and didn't answer right away, and now I can't find the post, so I'll answer here ( Read more... )

It's been lonely in Chatzy. Phoebe and I have missed everybody. And now I'm even lonelier because she's gone to visit some friends for a while. I wish they would come back and have another party. I miss all those crumbs. (I mean the crumbs from the food at the parties; I'm not calling the Sounisians crumbs ( Read more... )