In South Foulness, on the Nazareth Road, they give thanks for the day when the Beatified Mostyn Gorbals pissed down the Foulness' vat-grown Messiah's throat to save his life when his heart caught fire. December 25th is Drink-My-Urine Day in South Foulness. Which is why no one ever goes there
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A little OOC bit before I kick the plot into high-gear:
There now exists spidermountain, which is Spider's home on The Mountain. Most of the action from now on will take place there. _i_hate_it_here will generally be for Spider's writings and OOC stuff. So if you're interested in watching Spider Doing Things, watch spidermountain. Thank you.
My journalistic gonads, they are tingling. It's been three years since I departed from my quest for Truth, in favor of the simple life of a Mountain-dwelling, hillbilly shitfarmer. For a while, I was at peace
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So. I have recently come into posession of a kitten. It is tiny and orange and adorable. It is currently being referred to as ... The Kitten. This needs to be remedied. Any suggestions?
(Will accept IC or OOC answers -- just 'cause you're fictional, doesn't mean that your opinion doesn't count!)