This one is totally Carla's fault.

Feb 18, 2009 09:48

Last night I had a dream that Oscar Wilde and I went time-traveling with a Quantumn DisPlacatron 5000 that was piloted by a superintelligent dog and powered entirely by beer. And the kind of beer that one put in the time machine determined the time and place you were going. India Pale Ale? Ancient India. Bitters? Medeival England. Hefeweizen ( Read more... )

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morrigirl February 19 2009, 00:04:24 UTC
Oh my God! I told you to have an awesome dream for me...and you did! Sometimes I just don't know my own strength :-) Hmm, since you seem to be so good at taking orders I'll have to think of something a little more...challenging the next time I make a request of you.

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greenblackevil February 19 2009, 05:55:11 UTC
And I shall dedicate my very SOUL to the efficatious execution of the quest you bestow upon me! Up to and including forcing Rob to follow you around the Ren Faire as your very own Personal Herald.

Or for that matter, anything else you like. Because you're just that awesome.

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