tiltingheartand | (no subject)

PRESCHOUSH ICKLE HANSFISH

*blows raspberries at*

I WANNA BRAID YOUR HAIR AND PLAY MY LITTLE PONIES WITCHOO

You suck and I hate you.

*cries bitter tears*

*HUGE MANLY PATS*

WANNA WRESTLE AND MAYBE DRINK BEER AND THEN LOOK AT TRUCKS?

I would totally tap that.

... the beer?

Fuck no, give me whiskey.

But I meant the general manliness-while-hanging-out-with-you bit. :D

Or, my favourite, whisky in beer (http://www.cocktail.com/recipes/i/IrishCarBomb.htm).

Oh! Yes! I generally don't do too many girlie things. I don't think.

I've never actually been in a situation to try that! :O.

Girlie things are stupid. This is why the men have taken over my brain, I suspect.

Someday I am going to full-on turn into Marcus, and then there'll be nothing left for it but facepalming into the niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight.

And then blowing shit up. :D

It's delicious if you drink it in time. I normally can't (because I'm not that good of a chugger, and so sue me - I want to savor my damn Guinness), so I just forego the Bailey's.

And yes, I just realized that I RP like... 5 girls, total? Out of all my games?

I pretty much have turned into Wilson, which scares and amuses me. All that's left is 3 failed marriages.

*solemnly* I will be one of your failed marriages, if you want.

So... you have to chug it. This is possibly not the best drink ever to give me. *thoughtful*

I have three active games, I think, plus CW where I'm totally not. CW, for what it's worth, has Dean and Runt. Milliways has Runt, and I may be apping two more next month -- the Pirate King and Bloody Stupid Johnson, for whatever that's worth. Nightbane has Daniel, and I'm not actually even playing anyone else's NPCs. And Dirty Life has four men.

*wry*

*spams Hans' LJ with Sinfest icon*

THAT DOESN'T WORK AT ALL.

Yeah, or else the Bailey's curdles. Which is nasty. It's like a race.

Yeah, I've got... 4? And I play maybe... five, six active girls in those? And in CW I've got about 18 pups and in the other I have 10 and yeah. You get the idea.

I feel so -- so unfemale! D:

Or something.

A part of me is of the opinion that, when I get down to a so-called medically ideal body weight, I will have no breasts, and it will be REALLY EASY to be Marcus when I want. Although, I mean, obviously I do not look like him actually, as I've got currently-purple hair and green eyes, not black hair and blue eyes, and I really just kind of lack the stereotypically Jewish nose he's got, and all. So.

Now if only I understood sports, my attempt to turn into a man would be one step closer. And from there, world domination!

Can you tell that I totally lost the point of my comment, here?

The only sport worth understanding is hockey.

Baseball!

For the sake of the sweet babylion Jesus, let it be a sport I've at least a chance of understanding!

(Hockey isn't a sport, anyway, unless you mean BLOODsport.)

Baseball bores me. Unless people are getting hit with the ball, then I watch in slow-mo!

(... and this would be why I enjoy it. XD If it's ice hockey, there is a lot of gorgeous footwork and coordination that goes into it.)

I remember, several years ago, how the news and the game both kept replaying in slo-mo the beauty and grace and spontaneity and what-have-you of a man throwing a 90mph fastball and a pidgeon swooping in towards the diamond and how, a quarter of a second later, there was just a bloody puff of feathers.

So there's that. :D

(See, if you're on ice, looking for footwork, I say ice skating. And then you get to guess at the gentlemen's religions!)

That made me laugh, then made me feel like a shithead for laughing.

(But the footwork plus moving a rubber puck that's the size of my hand with sticks in impressive ways? *purr*)

Here! Have a random song!

The Sound and the Fury - Buttercup (http://www.sendspace.com/file/hlrvd7)

(IE: an acoustic cover of the song Build Me Up Buttercup or whateverthefuck it's officially called, by crazy drunken ~~pirates~~ band from KC. It's nifty.)

Well, it's funny! Which is why I share it.

(And you make me think of that Christian Slater movie where he has an ape heart and then dies. *facepalms*)

:O!

EXACTLY.

Pfft.

You are twee. (Or however you spell it.) Because I say so.

...

WHAT.

Okay, remember the conversation we were having? About Beth calling you cute . . . ?

Um, I can't explain it. And the moment's gone now anyway. >.

I like you!

I like you too!

So being cute is bad?

Apparently from me it is! :D

You're a sexy mama and don't you ever forget it.

♥

Mwah.