Nah, you can come to the Backroom. It's safe.
("Psssst - but don't argue with Gawain. Makes him grumpy. And you don't want that.")
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Nah, you can come to the Backroom. It's safe.
("Psssst - but don't argue with Gawain. Makes him grumpy. And you don't want that.")
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Unto each good man a good dog
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Co-Lord of BKS and Beirut's Kingdom of Peace and Love.
"Handsome features, rugged exteriors, intellectual chick magnets, we're pretty much twins."-Beirut
"Rhy, where's your helicopter now? Where's your ******* helicopter now?"-Mephistopheles.
Good to see you back in action, Shadow One. Can we please have one of your gut-bustingly-funny posts? They liven up my otherwise meaningless existence. And this time I promise not to post scary pictures of Cthonic rituals.
And I don't know about the backroom. I've gotten into it with some English-challenged right-wing extremists there, and already I feel dirty. So dirty.
Lemurmania:
I just saw this note, thanks for the encouragement (althought others may be groaning right now).
The funny thing about humor (if you can excuse the pun): it's a hard nut to crack. Really. Humor doesn't always come easy for me. I have to be in the mood to write something really funny.
Okay, okay, I see you in the back room whispering. What's that? What do I know about "really funny?" Oh, well, thank you very much -- that's, eh, funny. Ha, ha.
Seriously, what I think is funny often sounds flat by the time I read it a few times. Some of my friends think I'm hysterically funny. Others just roll their eyes.
I enjoy writing, it is very much my life.
The Shadow One
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You are not paranoid if you can actually hear the gunfire.
The Shadow One
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Theirs not to make reply,
Theirs not to reason why,
Theirs but to do and die.
Ah, to be able to write like the Lord.
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