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I couldn't tell if she was pregnant or not, so I played it safe and got the hammer.

Feb 02, 2004 13:22

Time for something in the fashion of when I was one of the lead writers for Fuzzy Bunnies, the hardest-hitting literary website in its time ( Read more... )

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So the Ex-Lax worked, eh? anonymous February 4 2004, 21:43:03 UTC

It's good to see the creative juices flowing again. I think. But at least the true essence of Fuzzy Bunnies lives on.

Re: So the Ex-Lax worked, eh? postscription February 5 2004, 01:45:55 UTC

The true essence of Fuzzy Bunnies was mescaline and something the dealer told us was called "Slippery Dragon," some sort of experimental stuff out of Lebanon. I certainly hope they didn't make more than the test batch, since Observer (of Fuzzy Bunny fame) bled from all three of his eyes when I took some.

anonymous May 5 2004, 17:50:08 UTC

I like the title to this one. It made me giggle.

postscription May 10 2004, 22:48:23 UTC

Did you giggle like a little girl or just giggle?
And why didn't you sign your comment? I'm a lonely old man and want to know who you are.

anonymous May 10 2004, 23:17:14 UTC

I giggled like a little girl.

I'm annoying like that.

I refuse to sign my name. Besides, you'd probably confuse me with someone you know in real life. Then I'd just feel silly. To escape that feeling I'd be required to align myself publicly with someone tall, blonde, and stupid, which I also refuse to do (but seem to have just done therefore nulling this entire damn paragraph which I have delicately rewritten a whopping three times now).

I refuse to rewrite that paragraph again.

I am never on anymore. But I still read your journal!

I still have one I use less and less often. tomaterialize. It's terribly self-centered and un funny.

-Michelle

postscription May 12 2004, 23:57:40 UTC

"Tall blonde and stupid." Do I really say those exact words to so many people? If so, I'm succeeding in my mission.
-sample conversation from last week-
Me: "My brother actually ate a pound of dirt."
Not Me: "Which one? Matt?"
Me: "No, the tall blonde stupid one."
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It's like he doesn't even have a name any more! Whee!
Plus, his eyebrow is itchy.

As for confusing you for other people, it seems unlikely, since I only know one other Michelle, and she doesn't ever read this stuff. Sometimes, I wonder if she's literate, and then I remember that she's a bio major, and is going to graduate long before I do, and that she's exactly seventy three times smarter than I am.

Whee, this isn't very postscription-y. I need to go now and look at sleeping people to be sure they're still here.

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