Firmhanded_Daddy
reborn in flame
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*sits with VT in the fort, equally confused. Her hand sliding slowly to grope a boobies*
LT: Fuck you biscuit can.
Attacks biscuit can with reptile rage
Rawwwwr!
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*sits with VT in the fort, equally confused. Her hand sliding slowly to grope a boobies*
LT: Fuck you biscuit can.
LT: It's amazing how a good rubbing off can get your mind kickstarted into writing. Working on a piece for Brit now, and hopefully can get one for Thyri done too.
Yay \o/
LT: It's amazing how a good rubbing off can get your mind kickstarted into writing. Working on a piece for Brit now, and hopefully can get one for Thyri done too.
Yay \o/
True. But here in the US, biscuit <> cookie.
grins and munches on Niriate
*squeals and nibbles on Vail*
Post for the Witch is done. Pretty happy with how it turned out.
Break time, and then time to experiment with a new writing style for Thyri.
is 'biscuit can' some sort of non-onomatopoetic euphemism or slang with which I am unfamiliar?
Heh, no it's an actual can of biscuits.
You pull the paper off how it tell you then it's suppose to pop open.
Only it doesn't. So you pull off every little freaking piece and still doesn't.
Then you press a spoon to the seams... still nothing.
You twist. You pull.
It doesn't open.
You finally get super annoyed after spending five minutes trying to open the freaking can so you can make biscuits, slam it down on the counter and pop. It opens.
Heh, no it's an actual can of biscuits.
You pull the paper off how it tell you then it's suppose to pop open.
Only it doesn't. So you pull off every little freaking piece and still doesn't.
Then you press a spoon to the seams... still nothing.
You twist. You pull.
It doesn't open.
You finally get super annoyed after spending five minutes trying to open the freaking can so you can make biscuits, slam it down on the counter and pop. It opens.
Skip that spoon crap, and just go straight to banging it on the edge of the counter. Works every time.
Skip that spoon crap, and just go straight to banging it on the edge of the counter. Works every time.
I'll bang you on the edge of the counter!
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Wait.
I'll bang you on the edge of the counter!
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Wait.
Skip that spoon crap, and just go straight to banging it on the edge of the counter. Works every time.
I'll bang you on the edge of the counter!
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Wait.
Promises, promises.
Promises, promises.
Too many to quote....
I MADE biscuits and gravy, but it's all gone now.
*joins Brit in the trying not to comment on... the banging on the counter*
*pounces on Nyte and licks... debating taking all the women of the lounge prison in her pillow fort*
Biscuits and gravy?
I think I just creamed my jeans :O
And that was only partly from the idea of banging scuttle on the counter
Biscuits and gravy?
I think I just creamed my jeans :O
And that was only partly from the idea of banging scuttle on the counter
Sprays tea across table
Ok...now that was funny...
*glares* Then start building.
I don't know what to say to that...
I have.... no words what so ever.
LT: It's amazing how a good rubbing off can get your mind kickstarted into writing. Working on a piece for Brit now, and hopefully can get one for Thyri done too.
Yay \o/
Dodges tea spray, then just cackles at them both
*Volunteers to keep the friction up if it will help.* Don't mind me, I'll just slip under your desk.
*gives cookie.... a real cookie* You silly man.
*raises hand* I call next!