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Alcohol.

The cause of, and solution to, all the world's problems.

Premiere of the Doctor Uinen Show, tomorrow night on MESPTV. Don't miss it!

Hey TV people. I want a show.

It'll be cool. I think I'll call it the Doctor Uinen show. Sort of like Bergil's show, except where I'll give people advice to solve their hopeless fucked-upness problems, instead of just having the sons of Fëanor smash everything up. Plus it'll make good advertising for my therapy business, which is oddly quiet ( Read more... )

So Uinen can't spend a fucking peaceful night at home with a glass of fucking brandy. No. Because when she does, there has to be a fucking apocalypse.

Well FUCK THIS.

YOU. You broke Númenor. I officially hate you forever. And YOU fucking encouraged him. And then got yourself wiped out of fucking existence.

I've concluded that she is the ( Read more... )

I've been thinking. With Goldberry out of service, the ratio of crazy people to therapists in MESPT is about 350/0.

I myself am relatively sane especially considering I have to put up with the bipolar husband and the daughter with a rap sheet two miles long, and have already been acting as a counselor/advisor to a few people... so I figured, why ( Read more... )

No, I wasn't affected by this Bakshi be-your-icon thing.

But I think some people just might be.

Well fuck.

What happened to my hair?

All the happy little islands around Númenor got raised too.

See Ulmo does a good job. Because Ulmo rocks.

Look, see! There's my Island ( Read more... )

......yeah.

I got her to stop. Stopping people from flooding shit is my fucking specialty, okay.