*yawns*

*coughs*

Elwine, you liar! I jumped off the front step a few times, but it just wasn't steep enough for that satisfying squishy death.

So I climbed up into a tower with an umbrella.

And landed in a tuba. With an internet connection. I think it's the National Marching Corps of Ithilien.

It's sort of dark in here, and there's regular blasts of air up my ass ( Read more... )

So you see... it wasn't my fault. I just walked into that room, I had no idea that maid was standing at the window behind the door. And when I saw her hanging off that ledge, I quick tied up a rope of sheets for her to be rescued with.

So my knot tying sucks.

I tried damnit.

No one will clean my room now though.

¬.¬

*snatches paperwork*

The world is a dangerous place. But I, Erchirion Swanhelm Gamgee, am smarter than it.

*lights small fire to keep warm*

A supply of Ho-Hos, some nicked corn in a can, a fire in the Ho-Ho box to keep war....a fire up the drapes to keep war-....a fire up the wall to keep war-...a fire on the ceiling, uh.

You never saw me ( Read more... )

Have my body back. But I have no idea where I am. The sign or the door says... *squints* Ummm... only Oompa Loompas past this point.

Watch this! *idles, fades away, pops back in* A ghost can die of boredom, but they just pop back. I've been amusing myself with this for days.

*stills, fades away, pops back*

I wonder if this generates any paperwork. Heh. I'm going to see how many times I can die of boredom in one day! *slows, fades out, pops back* Wee.

*haunts his mother for Mother's Day*

*gets stuck in some water pipes*

*haunts someone's toilet*

*overflows the john*

*haunts some wimpy looking daisies*