Did you know I have a map of Georgia from the library? Yeah I wanna travel, so I'm collecting them. I even got a map of Jerusalem, and I felt my heritage in it. I wanna goooo eveveerrryyywherrrreeee
I'm a boxer. Not professionally, but I love punching stuff. It feels so natural to me.
Much easier than swords. We're a family of sword fighters and kickboxers, and I am sht with a sword.
Guns would be an interesting addition to the mix. I feel my sister is gonna be the gunslinger. She's 4 I mean 5 and she is...
A lot. Too much. This kid loves guns.
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My sympathies
Ah, I live in southern Arizona, and am much the same way. I like it when it's 100-110.
I have a love/hate relationship with humidity though. It messes with my hair, however the humid season is good for my garden.
Wrinkles her nose at the stench
Alright, which scent do you prefer? I've got one scent called 'Raspberry Coconut Cream Sundae Slowly Melting on the Hot, Hot, Sand' or.. There's 'Cotton'
Here in Northern NJ, the weather is extremely weird! It’s been cloudy for days with barely any sun. It’s also freezing cold—We’ve only had one hot day all spring!
You said act and I went "south". And then I was wondering "where in the south?" I think Georgia. They act kinda Georgia. Not Tennessee, but I got Tennessee vibes. Tennessee is its own realm in time and space.
I forget which Founding Father was famous for saying "Democracy should be more than two wolves and a sheep deciding on whats for dinner."
"Could"? Yes, you could. But why would you? That's gonna be expensive, it's be dangerous to the space-time continuum, and your liver will probably start kicking you in the stomach before you get a quarter of the way through. Why don't you just sign up to about four hours on the stomach pump and we'll call it done.
Hey, since the drinks turned me orange, covered in mouths, tentacles, and flippers, what else is gonna happen?
Do I have to paint myself everyday, or can I just be purple?
If I turn into a freaky monster, I'm becoming a minor to major deity at the bar.
I want to hear praise be. when I'm mentioned. Like with Cthulhu - praise be. - and not just
"That's a demon who got turned into a flipper tentacle mouth man. He named himself Toby, and we usually tell him to stop doing things. We often use this spray bottle to get him to stop trying to be an incubus or whatever he's doing right now. He climbs the walls, and probably won't bite you, unless you put your hand in his mouth."
I'm like an unhinged pet cat.
But man, I want something to drink... like spicy v8.
No, apparently not, at least not if we can believe the Interwebs, and we're both wrong. An online encyclopedia of quotations says:
"Although it has often been credited (since about 2000) to Benjamin Franklin (1706-1790), he never said it. [...] 'Democracy is two wolves and a lamb, voting on what to have for lunch' was printed in the journal Nomos: Studies in Spontaneous Order in 1987. Authorship is unknown."
Did something behind the main bar just say "Let's find out"?
We have plenty of freaky monsters roaming about the premises. You'll have to try harder to become a deity, major or minor. Have you thought about starting a cult? That's a really quick way to get yourself declared a deity ... or a target of a tax fraud investigation.
Not that I'm speaking from personal experience, at least not while the investigation is still pending.
Why would you put hinges on a cat? That would probably annoy the heck out of the cat, and you'd end up hospitalized for stitches.
Here you go: one spicy V-8. It's like regular V-8, but I mixed in some of Cheffy's private stock of howling banshee peppers and some oily drippings from the air-conditioner, which is always my go-to spicer-upper. Drink up, before it eats through the glass, the table, the floor, and sinks into the earth's crust to open a singularity hole somewhere near the molten core.
It's attributed to Benjamin Franklin "-Liberty is a well-armed lamb contesting the vote." Also, one anti creaky oil- for my Metal arm I'm not drinking it....