Bastard stole my ashtray from the 'Sploder. It was where I kept my spare change, so there was maybe ten bucks worth of change-- maybe-- but they took the whole damn ashtray.
Fuckers.
Consomm meeting today, and there was a Miss Teen America pageant going on in the hotel, so it was full of pretty-yet-somehow-high-maintenance teenage girls and their entourages, and me walking around with a bag full of stuff with a tentacle poking out. Of the bag. Just to be clear.
Gonna take Sadie for walkies. Then I have to do some stuff on... go on, guess.
Alright. Smooches!
Fuckers.
Consomm meeting today, and there was a Miss Teen America pageant going on in the hotel, so it was full of pretty-yet-somehow-high-maintenance teenage girls and their entourages, and me walking around with a bag full of stuff with a tentacle poking out. Of the bag. Just to be clear.
Gonna take Sadie for walkies. Then I have to do some stuff on... go on, guess.
Alright. Smooches!
Profile
magicmarmot- Tom Ramcigam
- Magic Marmot Studios
Page Summary
- dracut : (no subject) [+0]
- (Anonymous) : (no subject) [+1]
- g33kgoddess : (no subject) [+0]
Comments
I guess thieves these days don't have pockets. Or there's a hot second-hand market for ash trays I've not discovered.
Of course, that would be the horror movie where the audience would cheer on the vampires / zombies.