All in a day's work...

Feb 22, 2007 01:49

21:00 - Meet with international arms dealers; location: secluded and appropriately shady.
21:45 - Caviar, vodka, other Cold War stereotypes of business relationship celebration.
22:30 - Exchange hard currency for enough guns to start two revolutions; finance European terrorism.
23:30 - Starbucks, LiveJournal, Irony.

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raisingsomehell February 22 2007, 15:27:14 UTC
Yeehaw. Guns.

Guess what. If you come and fight vampires with me, you get two bonejacks. Yours, and the one that's collecting dusts over here. How's that for a good time!

Might want to check your profile page. Just a suggestion.

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loaded_gun February 22 2007, 17:37:50 UTC
There's definitely a flaw in attempting to use two bonejacks at once, one that would seriously cost a man his arms, but I do admit that I quite enjoy the thought of having the two unnecessarily large guns as options.

-- Also, randomly, WTFLOL you gave my virtual granny panties. Stop trying to cover your ass on the random bringing up panties subject, Whistler.

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raisingsomehell February 22 2007, 18:23:29 UTC
I don't think I'd actually have to try to cover my ass with those panties... they'd cover that and lots more besides with the sheer size of them.

Just think, King. Those lovely (enormous) panties are going to be proudly stuck to your profile page for a whole two weeks and if you find yourself missing them when they're gone, I'll splurge 99 cents on another pair for you. Cheaper than a venti frap, and much more fulfilling.

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loaded_gun February 22 2007, 18:35:07 UTC
999 Uses For Enormous Pink Granny Panties? Sounds like a book you'd find in the $0.99 bin at Barnes and Noble.

And, actually! I got the option from the Journal that is Live to remove them, permanently, but I'm a glutton for punishment. I want to see what the general response to enormous pink granny panties on my profile is. Hopefully the kidlet won't see 'em and think...anything...

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prismatically February 22 2007, 18:41:10 UTC
No. We're not. Ugh. I need a big hunk of meat after this bloody foul day that I'm having.

But I want my steak cooked. ;)

Don't worry King, I have a pair of knickers that'll take your mind off of anything granny related. I'll even wear the fishnets.

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loaded_gun February 22 2007, 18:52:10 UTC
I'll take the high road and not make a lewd, big hunk of meat comment here. But I'm still sending those vibes your way. Ahem. -- Do you need anyone beaten up? I can do that. I'm a man of the semi-muscular variety. And, yanno, my primary functions are pummel and cheese it.

Cooked? UNCANNY. They can just put mine on a plate, threaten it with the grill, then bring it out plz. After they make sure it's not mad. I don't want to ingest mad cows.

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prismatically February 22 2007, 18:56:20 UTC
You won't? I'm so dissapointed in you.

I'm sending you vibes as well. The vibes that say that once we've had dinner, the first chance that I get I'm going to rip off all of your clothing and antagonize you all night long with my sexifullness. :D

Yes, cooked. I would like my beef to have stopped mooing before I eat it. It's a crazy quirk that I have, wanting to eat cooked food.

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loaded_gun February 22 2007, 19:18:19 UTC
Okay, I will. But remember it's still early here for us nocturnal creatures. So...

I got the big hunk of meat you need, baby!

Is that satisfactory? If not, I've also got a big hunk of meat injection. And I'm not opposed to delivering a big hunk of meat within 30 minutes or it's free.

Though I rather enjoy your vibes and I'd like to subscribe to your vibe newsletter. They're much better than mine, you see.

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